The sun was stripped of its rays. The face of the horizon became congested. On the seashore, the farewell scene was harsh... He tried to extract a confession of his love from her, but she eluded him. Not an escape from it. Nor is there a denial of love...but selfishness overcame her and she decided not to share her suffering with him after she remained confined to the chair. He decided to ask her about the days they spent together, and she replied: "You can count them as days that we stole from time."