As Danielle Thompson once said, “What’s done is done, and nothing can change that. No remorse or sorrow will change the past.” I never thought those words meant anything up until three years ago. That’s how long it’s been since I last saw her. Three damn years! Three years since I gazed into those deep blue eyes, or brushed against her perfectly toned skin. I have practically been going through withdrawals since then. Last I heard, she was on her way to college to become a writer or journalist. I was still living off of my inheritance, of course. I don’t think I’ll ever need a job thanks to the $50 million my dad left me.

My name is Ashley Davies. I’m 20 years old and I recently moved to Minneapolis, Minnesota from Los Angeles, California. I have curly brown hair, very tan skin, a perfect body (or so I’ve been told), and a scrunched smile that could make even the most hateful person’s heart melt. I live in a huge mansion in one of the richest parts of Minneapolis. My dad was a rock star who passed away several years ago in a fatal car accident. After the car accident, I met my long lost sister for the first time, and after a few months of mutual hatred, we became good friends. That’s where my girlfriend Spencer Carlin. Comes in. At least she was my girlfriend….

I met her four years ago, during our Junior year of high school. At first we were just friends, going to the beach, sharing answers on tests. Then that all changed after she told me that she liked me, and we got together. We where as inseparable as could be for the first year of being together. At first her parents hated me, which was expected, but after a couple of months of them knowing they became to calm down. Her dad was as helpful as could be since the beginning, but her mom sure wasn’t. Eventually she became to come around as well though. That was the best time of my life. For once, everything looked like it was going good. Her parents were getting used to us, my relationship with Spencer couldn’t have been better, and everything was looking up. But everything that goes up, must come down, and my relationship was no different. It happened at our prom. Me and her were getting along great, and unlike every other school dance I’ve been to, I thought this one might end in a good way. Then Aiden asked me for a dance. He was like a brother to me, so I of course accepted. It was a fast and fun dance and we were both doing different silly dances and it was all fun. Then the song changed to a slow one, and my life changed with it.