Description

Since we doesn't be seen by the world we're not hidden. When we can't view ourselves we become hidden. In a minute of epiphany, Mona Lisa Siggs, scratches a touching quotation on the rose cover. Confronted with the choice of preserving her union, or harming her partner - which contemporary forensics has created extremely difficult to escape with - Mona chooses to create one final attempt to revive a romance significantly about the skids.