What do you do when you make mistakes? When you end up meeting the wrong people, making wrong decisions?

That rush of anxiety spreading through every inch of the body as you lose your ability to understand, thinking about how did you come to this point!

My whole life filled with such mistakes flashed in front of me after receiving the call, as my heart pounded hard against my chest, it felt like I lost a part of myself, with eyes drenching, I could not think of anyone but him

This all began 4 years ago when I left New York for good.

When I thought I lost everything, all I did was run away, leaving behind every memory

This was my second day back here and already I was dragged back in misery,

Every inch of this city had numerous memories, Laughs, tears, friendship, love-hate, and heartaches.

Ironically I had run this very road, a road where a mistake was made, the road where this story began