PROLOGUE

I never planned to fall in love at a young age, I never thought I could give everything until there was nothing left to lose. The greatest agony in life is bearing an untold story of loving someone, someone that chooses something before you. Someone that always put you as an option. You were ready to give up until he admits the fact that he loves you even before. Would you still choose to push thru with your so-called love or leave him behind for his dreams?

Would you rather let the history repeats itself or fight for your own happiness?