This book is dedicated to F. Zhang. When we met, you asked me why your relationships always fail. Five years later, after cheating on me while claiming to love and appreciate me, you dared to ask the same question again upon noticing that even that new relationship failed. You’ve lived with an honest and spiritual man for over one thousand and five hundred days and learned nothing. Therefore, I close this chapter of my life by writing a book about things that I kept repeating but you couldn’t accept. You are spiritually blind and def like a fool seeking for illusions because your heart has no love inside. And so, I hope one day you are able to understand the value of this book, as you couldn’t see the value of the man that wrote it. Your life will never have a meaning until you are spiritually mature enough to assimilate the words contained here but the karma you’ve gained for what you did to me will shame you for the rest of your existence. I predicted your betrayal with years in advance and even predicted the day and country where it would happen despite your persistent claims of never abandoning me. I also predicted our final encounter before you decided to meet me for the last time. And you still think that I can’t predict how you will end after being right every single time? Only someone so terribly diabolic would take pleasure in hurting the one that made it a possibility by opening his heart. And only someone so terribly sick would damage a relationship with so much love. It is in your nature to self-destroy and there was nothing I could do about it despite all my knowledge or the amount of important people that I know from different religious circles that tried to help me in seeing your spiritual limitations. I’ve made you one thousand and five hundred times better than you were, prettier, smarter and richer, and you transformed those qualities into arrogance, deception and hate, finally culminating with disdain for what I felt for you. And nonetheless, if for each woman that breaks my heart as you did, one thousand more learn how to love, my pain is never in vain, because I have alchemically burned it, transforming this heavy metal that you offered me in the form of a major betrayal into pure gold.