Too late to say I love you

Three years ago, she died for love. Three years later, a marriage, a paper agreement, love before people, and joy every night, she only acted as herself. Once thought that it was OK to have nothing to do with him, but when his first love came to the door in turn, she found that she could not calm down. When love is moth, she never thought that the man who betrayed him would stand in front of her again. When the past that was put aside was re mentioned, tenderness and trap, revenge and anti retaliation. In the confusion, how should she Polish her eyes and see the truth?