Ashley sat in the car with her hands gripping the wheel. The clock read 2:32 am. She knew eventually she would have to go inside, but for now she stared at the empty, dark street ahead of her. She had been out all night, promising her girlfriend that she had to stay late in the studio to finish up some recordings for a band she was working with. But Ashley knew that wasn’t the truth at all. Instead, she was at another woman’s house, doing things that she knew, if Spencer found out, would ruin the relationship they spent years building.

She had been with Spencer for the better part of ten years. They first met in high school, sophomore year. That was when Spencer and her family moved from a small town in Ohio to the fast paced, in your face world of Los Angeles. They met over spilt coffee, Spencer’s first day at King High. Later that day Ashley found Spencer sitting in the gym, waiting for her brother to finish basketball practice. They hit it off immediately, a friendship bursting at the seams that eventually developed into something so much more. There had been heartache, and tears, and even death. But somehow they managed to pull through it all. They became inseparable, and Ashley, once so free, found herself falling for Spencer. She didn’t know what it was about the girl, but Ashley knew they were supposed to be together. They fought hard for love, and even when the obstacles seemed too big to overcome, somehow they managed to defeat all odds. There were periods when they had broken up, but both of them knew that the other was the one to hold their hearts.

It took some time, but they found each other again, ready and willing to defy everything to be with each other. After the death of her brother and Ashley’s father, Spencer thought she had lost Ashley forever. The distance between them was far, and though they fought to get back to where they were before, it seemed as if Ashley might never be able to call Spencer her’s again. But now here they were, ten years later, together, and full of a future.

They were both 26 years old and in the prime of their careers. Spencer was a photographer, well established, and buzzed about amongst the art world. Ashley was a retired musician, instead devoting her life to making other people’s dreams come true. She had her own record company with many successful groups under her wing. Ashley was the reformed rock and roll wild child and Spencer was the one who stole her heart.