This story starts fourteen years back, when I was just fifteen and a freshman in high school. Now that I think about it, those years were the most haywire years of my life.

My once quiet and nice life became a boat in a turbulent ocean.

Whatever. Just read on, people. The story of Zerah and I, how so perfectly out of sync we were in our love that we both just had to be the one that got away.

Also, it's my wedding day today. And I can see Zerah's son right now. ugh, it would have been mine.