Briana Vanedestine, a strong independent woman achieved all of her dreams, she became a famous author and CPA-Lawyer.

One day, she went to New York to travel but suddenly she realized she was lost. She wasn't familiar with that place because it's her first time to travel alone. Briana saw a man, and that man was her first love.

"After 16 years, we finally met." She whispered.

Lost in New York City

“That's... beautiful, right?” I tried not to sound pissed. "Yes," I just sighed. 


“I'm sorry, I'm just jealous. I can't do that one,” I let out a deep sigh. She looked at me intently and gave me a smile. I smiled, too. There’s something about him that I don’t have, and it pissed me off. 


“I'm sorry,” I held her hand tightly. “He's kinda good…” I commented. “Who?” I raised an eyebrow. 


“Damian.” Damian, my ass. I darted my eyes on him. He looked at Briana painfully. He looked at us painfully. And that look got me. Maybe… maybe it’s really painful to see someone you like or love, has already their special someone. I am pissed at him, I admit that. But I know it’s painful for him. 


Just find someone, dude. Not my Briana. 


We were at the locker, changing into our jerseys. Zalvatore, 14. 14 is the date that we met, June 14. 


Reason (Part 3)