It was pretty late at night around midnight. I started flipping around on Netflix and my wife told me to stop on Eternal Love. We figured it would be another cheezy Chinese Kung Fu show (which we love). After watching the first episode, we continued until it was 6am. I had to get up at 8, lol. Maybe an hour of sleep I headed to work exhausted. When I got home, we watched again until 3am, and repeated for several days. For all the men out there... Sometimes you just need to let it out, to embrace the inner side of vulnerability. Yes, I cried and it's been years since I did that and it felt good. Excellent cast and story that is beyond addicting. I hope the sequel is just as good.