Falling in love is a marathon, not a sprint. In Kahlil Smooth's love journey, he has run two lengthy marathons. The first marathon he ran so hard but decided to look back as he ran, causing him to trip and fall tremendously hard on his face. The last marathon he decided to run led him straight to a dead end, causing him to hit a wall so hard that he wasn't sure he could recover. He made a pact with himself that he was done with love, wanting nothing more to do with it. He hung up his running shoes. He was done. And what happened? Love grabbed hold of him once again, dragging him right back to the starting line he'd sworn he'd never stand at again.

Will this be his final race? The start of marathon number 3 was typical. It was at a pace he was familiar with, but soon the tempo of the run intensified, forcing him to run harder than he'd ever run before just to keep up with the pace. Then, out of nowhere, it abruptly slowed down, taking him down a path he'd never been on. He lost direction of his path so badly that he felt he was running for no reason-for no love.

Kahlil is in so deep now that he's facing the critical decision of finishing or quitting the race forever. What has he seen during this particular marathon that's taken him to the point of no return? He knew he was built for what he was going through, but now that he's stopped running, now standing in place, he is forced to make the decision: leave the path or choose to continue on to see what's at the end of the tunnel, with a faint light flickering in the background.

Is it even worth continuing? Was the flickering light just another trick that would lead him to another journey of love's defeat, leaving him with no finish line? Surrounded by complete darkness with just this faint flickering ray of light a distance away from him, what will Mr. Smooth choose?