Owen, who had been dejectedly sitting across the street of Whispering way in a block that was facing Mia's window had seen when a mysterious man had climbed up her window. He had been sitting there because he was looking forward to hearing her sing at night even though he couldn't touch her he wanted to hear her voice, but seeing the man climb up had stunned him. He would have thought the man was a thief if he hadn't glimpsed the professional business suit he was wearing.
Owen had felt a jab to his heart, it was like the tiny hope of making Mia his had come shattering down into pieces. Did she really not like him more than a friend after all the years they'd been together? She was his life and hope, but she had decided to abandon him as well, just like he had been abandoned years ago.
