Meant to Be

Ada and Spencer glanced at each other for the last time as they started on their journey home. It would be the last time these teens would see each other. It would be 10 years later when they meet again.

It had been one hell of a meeting between these two. Both of their families had agreed to go on the same European tour conducted by a North American agency. Both had met on the tour and had clicked off right away as friends. Over the days ahead through England, France, and Italy, they both fell for each other. But the distance and the different lives they lived conquered their path of love together.

Both of them did not admit to having feelings for each other, for they feared that their status as a couple would work out. The distance they lived was too great, they did not even live in the same countries.

Both did not realize the love they felt from each other until they both returned home from their trip. Ada kept on sulking around, trying to reach Spencer, but she never got to it. Her days at home filled her with hope and love and depression. Spencer, on the other hand, had trouble getting back to life. He tried to deal with this distance by going out with his friends and drinking. Nothing seemed to work for both of them.

It was only a short while before both of them had forgotten each other and their feelings. Ada moved onto another man, Brian, while Spencer met up with another girl in college, Emma. Too bad Spencer and Emma could not work out their differences and both had broken up. Spencer was now a full time corporate lawyer who seemed to be single. The events between Spencer and Ada were about to unfold 10 years after their first meeting...

(Ada's point of view)

Arriving in London had been wonderful. Brian was with me, and nothing could ruin my mood. As soon as I hopped into the taxi and told the driver to head towards the London Hilton Metropole, I glanced at Brian who seemed to be taking Europe in through his eyes. As a young boy, Brian had not been able to travel as much as I had. His parents came from a small farm, but when Brian got into medical school, his fortune of money grew.

"At last I am here once again! It's been 10 years since that has happened..." I said excitedly as Brian nodded back.

"I think I want to live here!" Brian said astonished taking in all the buildings of London.

We both fell back into slience, and I was trying not to remember the last time I was here. I went to see Phantom of the Opera with him. Spencer. It had been more than 5 years with my relationship with Brian and that name, Spencer, had not come up brain. The flood of emotions, especially regret, came back into my heart.

"We are here at the Hilton Metropole" The taxi driver interrupted my thoughts.

"Thank you" I said.

Checking in, we both headed towards our room number and I felt a surge of memories pass me by as I remembered that this was the exact same thing my family had done 10 years ago. Getting ready to go , I glanced at my outfit, and grabbed my purse while I waited for Brian to finish blowdrying his hair. He came out of the bathroom with his tie undone.

"Oh sweetie..." I said as I kissed him on the lips, "let me do your tie up for you..."

"Thanks..." He mumbled back and kissed me again. We both began to kiss, but Brian stopped me from continuing because he had reserved us some really good resturant seats tonight.

Tonight we were going to go to a grand resturant near Piccadilly Circus and then after we were going to watch Phantom of the Opera. Brian had supposedly gotten really good seats because he knew someone working there. I could hardly wait to see the musical again. Like I had done with Spencer. No! I could not think of Spencer now, my heart swelled as I remembered his beautiful personality and deep eyes. He had been the one who I fell in love with last time. I had not been in contact with him since 10 years ago when we went to Europe together. We had met there and both of us had denied the fact that we both loved each other. Our own lives were more important than the love we knew we had.

"Ada? We're here!" Brian said as I snapped out of my thoughts.

"Yes...wow! It's so beautiful!" I said as I glanced up at the grand building. Right in front of me was the menu and I swear I could see the most least expensive dish to be around 45 pounds.

"Don't worry about anything tonight sweetie, its my treat afterall!" Brian said as he flipped through the menu and ordered some white wine when we sat down. I looked at the menu and glanced at the prices. Everything was expensive! Brian had done this to me before but I could not come myself to ordering the shrimp dish I wanted. In the end, I settled for chicken.

"I'd like to have the chicken dish..." I said quietly to the waiter.

"Why don't you make that the shrimp? I know you love shrimp...I told you not to worry about the prices..." Brian interrupted me, "Why don't we have two shrimp dishes and we'll see what we can have for dessert later on, alrite?"

"Thanks sweetie." I said as the waiter left, "You don't always have to be that nice to me. I hardly treat you to dinner..."

He came in and kissed me in the lips.

"You don't have to worry about anything..." Brian said as I glanced up at him. He placed a rose on my hand and told me he loved me.

I glanced around the resturant once and saw a lot of couples who had wine in their glasses and flowers at their tables, especially roses. I glanced around once more and I suddenly noticed a very familiar face staring back at me. He looked like Spencer but I could not have swore it was. He still looked the same, perhaps a bit older, but his eyes had the same sparkle in them. As I turned away from the shocking revelation, my heart started to pound.

"I..I...I have to go to the washroom for a minute..." I stuttered to Brian, trying not to hyperventilate.

I reached the washroom just in time, but I felt that someone had grabbed my arm before I was about to go into the washroom.

"Ada?" Spencer asked as his voice shook with emotion.

I slowly turned around as I was forced to meet with the eyes that I once had seen 10 years ago. I was speechless. He was still the same, his eyes were beautiful, and I could see the lust and love in his eyes. Perhaps for me, but I saw him sitting with another girl I had not seen before.

"Spencer..." I gasped, trying to regain my voice.

Both of us didn't know what to say, but it was about 10 seconds before he finally spoke again.

"Ada...I thought that was you. It's funny how we meet again..." Spencer said as I felt his gaze upon me, "How have you been all this time?"

"You know, same old, same old. I was just having dinner with...Brian, my boyfriend, and I'm still studying to become a doctor..." I said as I forced to say Brian's name. His name seemed to have so little significance now. Brian had seemed to be a person that I could be with until Spencer loved me again.

"That's nice, I'm a full time lawyer now..." Spencer spoke, his eyes never leaving mine, "I would love to talk to you again sometime..."

With that, he left me his cell phone number and I stared at the piece of paper standing in the washroom. My eyes began to water as I couldn't think straight. I had Brian who was waiting for me out there, with him doing god knows what. And I had just met Spencer again. My heart pounded as the tears began to slip down my cheeks. I had loved Spencer and I had waited for him for three years already, until I met Brian two years later. Brian had been the source of my comfort, and Spencer just walked back into my life.

Knowing not what I should do, I secretly headed back to the hotel. Brian would find this odd, but it was the best solution I could think of. Lying down onto the soft mattress, I glanced at the time. Brian should know that I had been in the washroom for too long. He would probably find it odd. Letting my emotions take over, I felt my tears slip down my face. Why had Spencer come back into my life? Truthfully, I had loved him for so long that I could never forget his love in my heart. When Brian came into my life, I had thought that I had found love and I compared him to Spencer. But no one could be my Spencer. No one could replace the love I felt for Spencer. I suddenly fell asleep while thinking of him.

Waking up to the sound of the television, I glanced around in my room and saw that Brian was awake with his t-shirt on.

"You are finally awake I see..." Brian said as he turned off the television and glanced at me, expecting an explanation from yesterday's resturant catastrophe.

"I'm sorry for what happened..." I said truthfully, " I wasn't feeling too well so I came back to the hotel..."

"I'm sure..." Brian said as he looked at my eyes, "I know you are lying, I saw a man's phone number on the desk when I came home..."

"I met an old friend on the tube, and he gave me his cell phone number..." I said as I tried not to think of what Brian would say next.

"Oh..alrights sweetie.." Brian said as he came to my side, "You okay now? because it looks like you have been crying in your sleep..."

"I'm okay..." I said guitily. My heart was heavy and full of emotion. I wanted to go talk to Spencer and ask how he had been doing. A part of me wanted to stay with Brian, because I had fallen in love with him as well. I knew that Brian was not sure of who this male friend was and I was very sure that he was still suspious of my run away during dinner.

"What about those Phantom of the Opera tickets you had purchased?" I said horrified. Those tickets would go to a waste on such an excuse.

"No worries, I sold them last minute. I sold them more than what I bought them for, so that is good." Brian said as he smoothed out my hair, " and I also bought you some roses, just to cheer you up, whatever the problem was.."

"Oh thank you!" I said as I smelt the fresh batch of red long stem roses. I closed my eyes and imagined that Spencer was beside me stroking me hair while making sweet lovesick comments into my ear. As I opened my eyes again, I looked up at Brian, expecting him to turn into Spencer. I knew that I could not just ignore and break up with Brian, I had loved him too. Had. I caught myself saying had. Was that really true? Did I fall out of love with Brian?

"We can go out for dinner again, and then we could go see the Phantom of the Opera, unless, you plan on running away again..." Brian said teasingly interrupting my thoughts

"Thank you!" I said as I threw my arms around him. That was the only thing I could think of doing. On my thoughts back to Spencer, perhaps he already was married and had a girlfriend. I could try to forget him easily, "We should go to a museum today or something. Let's go shopping as well!"

"Shopping?" Brian said horrified, "No thank you, but the museum sounds much more exciting..."

I knew he loved going to museums. I was sure that we could fit some shopping inbetween. I did hear that there are a ton of great shops just by Picadilly Circus. Plus, I would just be looking at a few shops, its not like I'm going to buy something anyways...

Heading towards the London Eye and the Parliament Buildings, my thoughts suddenly drifted off to Spencer and I closed my eyes. I felt a hand reach for mine and I pulled it away. Opening my eyes to face Brian, a part of me wanted to run away. My emotions seemed to be everywhere since yesterday. I could not think straight even though it felt so right with Brian. I felt that something was missing. Spencer.

Brian looked out the window to find himself with the gigantic ferris wheel, the London Eye. We hopped off the taxi and paid our driver as he drove away. Buying tickets, we were forced to share a compartment with other people.

I stepped into the glass hub and glanced quickly around the other people. There was a man who's back was behind mine who seemed very familiar.

Spencer.

I ducked behind Brian and I knew he knew something was wrong. My heart pounded quickly as I tried to get off the hub, but the door was already locked. Spencer didn't seem to want to turn around, but I was beginning to get very nervous. Here I was on the London Eye with the supposed love of my life, Spencer, and the man of my dreams, Brian.

Turning my back to Spencer's, Brian began to kiss my shoulder. I cursed him off sliently as I waited for what Spencer was going to do next. Brian seemed to be in a state of total confusion and I could not blame him. I was freaking out, trying not to hyperventilate as Brian asked me if everything was okay. Nothing was okay. Spencer was there all alone, and Brian was bothering me at the moment. I prayed to God that Spencer would not turn around. Him meeting Brian and me meeting him would be such a terrible diasater.

I began to feel confined in the glass hub. I started to sweat, and I knew I could not last any longer. My phobia of enclosed spaces had almost strangled me and I was about to hyperventilate and go crazy.

"I...I need...need water!" I said gasping for air. As soon as Brian went into his backpack to get a bottle, Spencer turned around. My world seemed to have frozen. He stared into my eyes and his lips grinned a bit. I knew that he felt like laughing. Both of us, coincidentally were on the London Eye together, and he didn't notice until now. I knew that I was in deep shit by now. I had to introduce Brian to Spencer while having some sort of claustrophobia attack. My world seemed to be crashing down. I had no idea what to do. I did not want this moment to come.

"You alrite?" Spencer asked me as he looked into my eyes again, "Oh yeah! You are a bit claustrophobic, I never forgot that..."

"I'm okay..." I said trying not to look at Brian. I knew he was wondering why the hell this guy knew me.

"Here's you water sweetie..." Brian interrupted. I wanted to curse him for doing this, but I was standing between two of the men I loved. Spencer brought back all my childhood and college memories where I would hope for him to come to save me from my depressional stage of light. Brian, on the other hand, helped me back on my own two feet while Spencer was not here to guide me.

Oh the complications and the drama. I didn't know what to do.

"Who are you?" Brian said coldy as he turned to Spencer.

I tried to look down on the floor, which was made of glass. My tiny phobia of heights was also not a good thing. This whole ride did not seem such like a good thing after all. Shopping would have been much more interesting.

"I'm Spencer..." Spencer said as he held out his hand, "I knew Ada, and I guess that we met each other yesterday in that resturant. Seems like she forgot to tell you about that..."

"Resturant? But she said that she met you on the tube?!" Brian said loudly. I knew he was mad and I knew that he knew that something had gone on between me and Spencer. I just never told him about any of this.

"On the tube?" Spencer said while glancing at me quickly, he understood, "Oh yeah! On the tube near the resturant. It was such a treat, and a surprising one indeed to find a long lost...friend in a foreign country."

"Yeah, Ada and I were on our vacation together, seems like we've been together for around 5 years now, and going good..." Brian said with confidence as I giggled a bit. He had no idea what events took place between me and Spencer and I intended to keep it that way. But just boasting around and telling Spencer that I was his was a little out of character.

I smiled at Spencer sadly as I sat back up, "Yeah, erm...seems like you guys are already talking, but Brian, this is Spencer. Spencer, this is Brian, my...boyfriend." I hesitated while saying boyfriend. It was so hard to say it in front of Spencer now that he was somehow back in my life.

Spencer smiled back at me with love in his eyes, "I hope you guys enjoy your vacation. I wish to really chat with you Ada, but you know, I wouldn't want to disturb anything right now..."

"Maybe a lunch date..." I said excitedly, "Brian, I thought you had some relatives you wanted to see anyways, so that would be perfect!"

"Perhaps sweetie, we can talk about this later..." Brian said as he glanced into my eyes. He seemed emotionless and I could not tell what he was thinking. A part of me knew that he was mad, and that he knew something was going on between me and Spencer.

"Looks like our ride is about over!" Spencer said, "Glad you could survive this ordeal, I'll see you later..."

With that, he hopped off leaving me and Brian together. We both walked back to the hotel for lunch in slience.

"You know hunny, I think we should just go up to the room and just refresh ourselves for a bit. I'm sure the heights and the enclosed spaces gave you a fright.." Brian said in a strange voice. I could not think of what he was going to do.

"I guess..." I said quietly.

As soon as we returned to the room and locked the door, my worst nightmare became true. Brian began to yell at me, and to question me what was between me and Spencer. I could only tell him about the events that folded 10 years ago, trying not to cry for the fierce comments Brian made to me. He swore to me, told me I was a slut for loving another man while loving him. I could not help but tell him it wasn't my fault. He took out his knife and started to...I can't even describe it, he abused me.

That's all I really can tell you, because I think I fainted of shock. I woke up, my arms were all bloody, and all I could do was drag myself to the washroom. Looking at the mirror, I glanced at myself. My arms had a few of cuts, that probably didn't need stitching if I was lucky and my face had a huge cut on it on the side of my face that seemed like it needed stiching, and I looked like shit. The next thing I did was panic. I had no idea what to do, or when Brian would come back. He was gone for now but I feared that he would be back very soon. I looked around the room for Spencer's cell phone. Luckily, it was under the bed, where Brian had not looked. I glanced at the piece of paper, my mind racing.

I stared at it for about 5 seconds. My mind was racing. I didn't know what to do. I quickly got dressed trying to cover up my cuts, but the cut on my face would be visible. I ran downstairs to the reception, and many people screamed because of my condition. I could not run quickly as I fell down. I was tired, perhaps from the loss of blood.

"Miss? You alright?" The receptionist asked me.

Other people also came up to me to help me. I held out Spencer's phone number, trying to ask them to call him. My mind was in a state of hyseria, Brian would probably be back from the bar or something and he would kill me if he found out that I had come down for help. My heart broke in two as I remembered the caring Brian I used to know.

Thinking about our times together, everything had been so right, but there was this one memory two years ago that seemed very odd. During that time, he had asked me not to wear certain colours of clothes, and he told me to stop seeing my friends. I argued with him, but his fear of me leaving him was too great, so he agreed to let me be. I had not forgotten about that moment once, it stuck in my mind, but Brian seemed to love me unconditionally as we moved in. I really loved him too, but he was sometimes too insecure about our relationship.

"Miss? I think I have gotten someone over the line..." the receptionist held out the phone to me.

"Ada? Is that you? Are you okay..." Spencer said quickly. I could hear the anxiousness inside his voice that made me stronger.

"I'm...i'm..." I started, but I had no words to say as I quickly broke down, I could not find the words to describe the betrayal and hurt I was feeling.

"Shhhh...it's okay, I'll come right away...just don't move or anything..."

I tried to remain calm with his voice soothing me but I knew that Brian would be coming soon, "

"What?" Spencer said, "Does this have to do with Brian?"

"Yes..." I whispered into the phone, my tears falling down my cheeks. I closed my eyes and I felt some tissues in my hand, as another person was trying to look at my bruises.

"I'll be right there, you staying at the Hilton Metropole?" Spencer asked quickly. He didn't even ask for my answer because he already knew the answer.
th "I have sent a doctor for you miss..." The receptionist said.

I lie there, thinking of what Brian had done to me. All those kind words he said, all those things he did more me seems so insignificant now. I thought that we would be married by now, but by the state of things, I had no idea what to do. If I broke up with Brian now, I would not know what to do. On the other hand, if I stayed with him, I would probably never forgive him for what he had done.

"Miss, you have some cuts on your arms and a cut on my face, but it is easier if we go to a more private area so I can give you a full check up..." the doctor said.

I could only remember the pain my heart brought me when we were moving me upstairs. I staggered as I lifted my heavy eyelids just to see a crowd of people in front of me. I was not sure, but I swear I could have seen Spencer. But I was so tired from the events of today that I dozed off to sleep.

As I woke up again, I was surrounded by a pool of voices that I could not recognize. My head throbbed as I tried to remember what had happened. I shook away as someone was trying to touch me, the emotional pain was too much.

Struggling to open my eyes, I was blinded by a white light. When everyone came into view, I noticed that I was in a hospital, everything a sickly death white, while a doctor, a nurse, and Spencer, along with the receptionist were looking at me. Everyone seemed so tense. I tried to smile but I felt that my arms had been treated and been put in bandages.

"Are you okay?" The doctor said, "Everything will seems to be fine and you will be out of the hospital within the next two hours. I know someone has obviously done this to you, and I there will be an investigator coming in, in a short while. And you luckily didn't need stitches for the gash on your face. It was not deep enough."

I nodded as the doctor left, but I did not like the investigator part. Brian was probably mad at me, but he didn't mean to do all this. I didn't get why no one understood. Perhaps all those things he said about me, about loving me where not true. I was so confused, I didn't even know what to think of Brian anymore.

"You have a visitor..." The nurse said as she stepped forward, "This young man waited for you till you were awake, I will give you some privacy then..."

With that, I was left in the room with Spencer.

"You okay? I told the authorities that Brian did this to you. You want him to get caught don't you?" Spencer asked.

"I don't...don't know..." I cried, "He was someone who I thought was so kind and everything. This caught...caught me...off guard..."

I cried on Spencer's shirt, as he hugged his arms around me. I felt my cuts sting but Spencer was strong, and he protected me from everything. I had no idea what to do with Brian.

"I had loved Brian...but I don't want to see him go to jail or anything..." I continued as I wiped away my tears, "But on the other hand, I'm so shocked that he...he...did this to me that I want him punished..."

"But...but he abused you! He decided that his way of so called forgiving you was to try to cut you!" Spencer said as an eerie slience came into the room as he continued on, "You said you loved him as well! you had loved him! You were referring to the past!"

I sobbed again, and I had no idea what to do.

"Oh Spencer, its hard for you to understand. I'm just glad I found you just in time..." I sobbed and hugged Spencer more.

"It's okay, I'll always be there for you no matter where you are" Spencer said as he patted my back.

"Thank you" I said as I let go of him to wipe my remaining tears.

Spencer looked at me with his loving eyes and I stared back as I forced my tears not to fall. In that moment, I had wanted to ask him how he had been, and what he had done in these 10 years of our separation together. I wanted to know if he had a girlfriend at home, and if he thought of me when we were apart.

"You know..." We both said in unison.

"You go first..." Spencer and I said again as we laughed.

"Ok..." I said, "You know...erm...going back 10 years ago..."

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about..." Spencer said quietly as he reached for my hand.

"Um...I know we were young then, but...did you feel as if..as if...we were both denying the fact that we liked each other?" I said as I hestitated. I didn't know how he would answer, and I had been waiting for this answer for quite some time. If he said yes, it confirmed the fact that we did both do nothing and waited for our love to happen. If he said no, I would be, somewhat devastated thinking that we both liked each other.

"I've been thinking about that too" Spencer said as he stroked my hand, "I think...I think both of us knew that we were somehow attracted to each other, but we knew that it wouldn't work at the time and we just let go..."

"Do..do you still...still think it could have worked?" I asked curiously.

"It depends on both of us.." Spencer said as he looked into my eyes, trying to reassure that I wanted this to work as well.

"You don't know how long I've waited for this!" I said as I hugged him once more, my tears falling from my eyes. Spencer hugged me back too, trying not to touch my arms for I would feel pain and it seemed as though Brian had disappeared from my memory.

Until me and Spencer pulled each other apart, we saw someone else at the door.

"What the fuck are you doing with my girlfriend?" Brian said fuming from the doorway.

"What the fuck did you do to your girlfriend at the hotel?" Spencer replied back as he held onto my arm lightly.

"Guys...you can't fight in the hospital..." I said, trying to stop them, "Brian, I'm sorry..."

"What?" Brian said, his voice breath getting more and more angrier every second.

" I can't live my life like this anymore..."

"Like what?" He said glancing at me and Spencer.

"I thought I knew you, but I obviously don't..." I said hestitantly. I didn't know how to break it to him that I wanted to break up with him.

"You know me! We've been together for 5 years, what can you possibly not know?!" Brian said, his voice getting higher with every word.

"You tried to cut me! Look at my arms! What crazy person would try to do this?" I said blazing. I thought he came to apologize for what he had done, but I was wrong. He seemed to question everything I said.

"I didn't cut you!" Brian denied.

"Stop denying it!" I said as I looked at Spencer and told him to stay out of this.

"I didn't do anything Ada!" Brian said loudly, "I have no idea what the fuck you are talking about!"

"You don't understand! You cut me! How the hell can you not remember? Remember that Swiss knife you have? You...you slashed me with it!" I said fuming and continued on holding on to Spencer, "I thought I knew you, and I thought that you were actually going to propose to me that day when we arrived in London, which is kind of stupid of me for thinking that, because now I just...I just can't face a person like you..."

"I'm..I'm so fucking sorry Ada..." Brian said, "I'm sorry for what I was supposedly doing but I seriously don't remember doing that to you! I did not fucking cut you!"

"Sorry doesn't help!" I said, "You denying the fact that you didn't do anything is just pathetic! Just admit your mistake and we can start living on different paths!"

"I have no idea what the fuck you are talking about! I never abused you or cut you as you said I did!" Brian said as he came closer to me. I felt Spencer getting tense as he tried to protect me.

"I'm sorry Brian, I still love you, but I can't trust you, and that clearly is a problem for our relationship...and you denying the fact...is just stupid" I said as I quivered. I was trying not to cry. It seemed like letting go of Brian was harder than I thought. I had loved this man for so many years already, and my mind started to go through the good times that we had been through together.

"Please! I don't know what to do without you! I have no fucking idea what you are talking about as well! I just don't understand!" Brian said. It was clearly not the same Brian who had attacked me in the hotel.

"Goodbye my love..." I said as I blew him a kiss. A nurse came in and told him to leave as he was cursing and still denying the fact that he didn't cut me.

"I think you will have to leave too..." She said to Spencer, "but the Miss here will be able to leave in an hour or so when the investigator comes in..."

"Nurse..." I said as she was walking away with Spencer, " I know who did this, and I have discussed the matter with him."

"Now...was it that young man who was cursing his head off who did this?" the Nurse said as I nodded, "There is a serious criminal offense for him. He has abused you my dear, and I don't know if that sounds like a good thing. It certainly does not to me."

"He was my former boyfriend, and...I broke up with him even though he does denies anything to do with this" I said as I looked at the nurse.

"I shall send the investigator in to make sure he gets questioned then..." The Nurse said as she got up from the bed,"It also seems like you are free. Just make sure you clean your cuts and make sure you but in medication so it does not get infected. That's the last thing we need right now..."

Getting released from the hospital was fine, I felt kind of safe because Spencer was beside me when we walked out and Brian was no where near by.

"It seems like this hasn't taken over your emotional being yet, I mean...breaking up is pretty hard to do" Spencer said surprisingly as I told him I was a bit hungry.

"Yes, it seems like I have gotten over with this...event, but you know what? It's past, all I can do is move on in life...'

My mom had called me a strong independent woman, and that is what I have been acting like all these years. She taught me that whatever I do in life, make the best of it, and don't let anything stop you from living your dreams. I felt that way right that moment. I knew that even though my ex boyfriend had somehow abused me, I had to move away from it, I couldn't let some cuts from the past haunt me.

Spencer and I walked down to Piccadilly Circus, which was not far from the hospital. We settled at a burger joint and he helped with everything I needed. He even decided to treat me and told me not to worry about anything for now.

"So...done anything interesting these past 10 years?" I said as I looked at him, "So...your also a big time lawyer now eh?"

"Yeah...I've actually wanted to do that for a long time now. I was going to become a teacher but I decided to continue studying. I'm working on this exclusive case that bought me to see my client yesterday night...to be exact..."

"Oh! I thought that was your girlfriend..." I said as I blushed.

"Nah...she was way to old for me anyways..." He said, "What have you been up to?"

"I'm still studying, to get a Ph.D...and I was here with my boyfriend so, I suppose that's how you found me. I was just here yesterday in the morning, so you can imagine how exhausted we've both been..."

"Yeah...I broke up with my girlfriend about a year ago because she was with another man for about...more than 5 years!" He said as he bit into his burger, "Can you believe that? I mean...she was cheating on him with me!"

"Yeah...I know what you kind of mean. I met with Brian 5 years ago. And now its been so long for both of us that...that..." I said and then stopped because I could not think of the words to describe our relationship.

"You guys seem to be getting on each other's nerves?" Spencer suggested.

"Sort of...you saw what happened anyways..." I said as I touched one of the places where he cut me.

"Anywho, have you traveled anywhere else?" Spencer said as he changed the subject.

"Oh yeah! When I was in university, there was a group of us women who went to Africa to help to build a local school and to learn and teach locals how to survive and boil hot water. It was just great. There was this one kid, who was the cutest thing ever. It taught me so much, and life is so precious, that we should learn to appreciate it and spend everyday like its your last..."

"Interesting...I went to England to study a bit with this university program..."

"Hum...I did one of those too! Except I went to study in France. I tried to learn French but that never worked. At least I had my other friend who seemed to know French fluently. I also just backpacked in France for a summer before returning home..."

"Must have been something. Remember that time when we were in Paris?"

"Yeah!" I replied as I remembered our days together.

"Never gone back!" He said proudly, "I hated that experience. The French were...not what I expected..."

"It wasn't that bad!" I argued back.

"It was bad for us..." Spencer said, "You, maybe different.."

"Well...I did expect a little more..." I said, " But I loved the city and the art and the history..."

"I can't argue that..."

"How's your family by the way?" I said

"Fine...Virginia's my home, always will be..." Spencer said, "How's everyone in Toronto anyways?"

"Emily's fine, along with Ronald..." I said, "I haven't seen them much, I've been busy with school and getting a job and everything..."

We talked about everything. Our lives, our loves, our families. Anything you named, we talked about. It wasn't until I felt a tap on my shoulder by the burger joint employee that we realized that it was past 12, and everyone had left except the two of us.

"I guess we better leave then..." Spencer said, "Unless, you want to sleep here!"

I laughed, "Nah..."

"I suppose your going back to your hotel with Brian then..." Spencer said

"I can't...my stuff is there...but I can't go back!" I said, "Will you come with me to get my stuff and then I can stay with you...where ever you are staying?"

"Sure...I do have an extra bed at the same hotel..."

"Thanks" I said as I kissed Spencer on the cheek. I saw at the corner of my eye as I headed to the nearest tube station that he touched his cheek where I had kissed him.

The next few days came as a blessing. I somehow never heard from Brian anymore and my cuts seemed to feel better. The cut on my face was still visible and healing, but the only person who kept me alive was Spencer. His presence was so rewarding and we almost kissed when we were visiting the Tower of London. I just had turned away for I was too afraid at first. He had told me that he canceled his meetings with his clients just to join me. I felt so blessed.

"I've been thinking, I still have to meet up with my clients, and its really important, so, I just guess I'm asking you if its alright if I leave you by yourself for a couple of days for me to attend these meetings..." Spencer asked while we walked in Hyde Park.

I knew that he had canceled his most important meetings for me. "Sure, I guess I could get some shopping done..."

"Thanks, I'm so happy you understand..." He said as he put his hand in mine. It sort of just happened but I felt his fingers near mine and our fingers just magically entwined together. I smiled at him while he smiled back with my stomach doing flip flops.

We had just walked around the beautiful park and we were near one of the fountains before we sat down on a bench. Both of us didn't say much, we just liked the presence of each other. Suddenly, we both knew that the moment come. I was so nervous at first, knowing that I would be able to feel the touch of his lips on mine after 10 years of waiting. We looked at each other for about 5 seconds, and saw in his eyes that he wanted me just as much as he wanted him. My heart was pounding at the moment and I didn't try to look away this time.

"You know...you really are so beautiful..." Spencer whispered as he swiped away a piece of my hair slowly on my face that had slid down from my bun. I felt his breath on my skin and it made me tingle.

Then it happened. All I remember is the fact that we were both getting closer to each other like we were in some sort of movie scene. And I closed me eyes to feel the softness of his lips. I felt his tongue go into mine and I let him enter. It was about I forever and then we pulled apart.

I looked at his eyes, and both of us reassured each other how much we had wanted that moment to come. I still felt his lips on mine as I spoke. "Spencer..."

He smiled and told me to be quiet. I knew both of us were enjoying this moment together. We had wanted it for so long already.

"Spencer..." I started again.

"Yeah?" He said as I rested my head on his shoulder. His strong arm went around my waist.

"I love England, it brought us so much together..." I said, "Don't you remember the first time at the airport we both got introduced to each other?"

"Yeah, you and your jean capris with this weird surfboarding shirt..." He said, "From that moment, I thought you were like, you know, some kid..."

"Haha! You know what I thought you were like?" I said as he waited for me to continue, "I thought you were like this big ass guy going to college. I seriously thought you were older than 18!"

"And I thought you were younger than you looked..."

"Then I thought to myself...none of the guys at my school at that time acted the way you do..." I said.

"I fell for your loving and fun personality once we were accustomed to each other. And I loved how you could be fun yet serious at the same time..." Spencer spoke up.

"I still am!" I said.

"I know..." He said as he placed a kiss on my forehead.

"I...I fell for you when we got closer too..." I said hestitantly.

"I know you did...and that time in Venice when we were together on the love seat having our convo, I actually...actually felt like we were a couple in love, with my arm around you and everything..."

"Everyone suspected something..." I said, "But we both denied it, and they were straight on correct!"

"Funny how things turn out..." He said as he played with my hair.

"I totally agree..." I said as I smiled at him.

We both sat there for the afternoon, enjoying each other. It was such a wonderful afternoon as long as I could remember. We held onto each other and our love grew and both of us moved to New York. I gave up my Canadian citizenship to become an American.

I knew more things about him than I could ever imagine I had done 10 years ago when I first met him. I did become a successful psychologist with my own practice and Spencer also joined a new firm and was considered one of the most successful corporate lawyers in New York City. Our careers almost broke us apart after 5 years of being together, there was great stress within the careers we choose.

We both got married after 7 years we were together and he popped the question to me when we went to my favourite resturant. I was in tears when he bent down and asked me to marry him and we both got married a year later in August. We had a small church ceremony with our friends and family. Our grand reception was at the most exquiste hotel in New York City and we had a wonderful time dancing the night away. Everyone wished us well as we flew to the Dominican Republic for our honeymoon.

Our honeymoon was the best thing ever. We spent our days at the resort hitting the beach, trying surfing, parasailing, kayaking, anything adventurous you could name that I wanted to try out. We tanned in the sun like there was no tomorrow. And we went hiking and exploring near the capital city. It was a honeymoon of a lifetime. We were so happy then, and still am today.

After 3 years into our marriage, I was expecting with a set of twins, Amber and Rachel. Ryan came a year after.

Now as I look at my family, living in New York City in a huge apartment that costs alot, with my career going perfect, and with my loving husband, Spencer, all I can say is that I did live happily ever after. And there is nothing in the world I would trade for it.

Nothing.