you're staring at your initial, which is tattooed on your boyfriend's hand.

it was once a promise that he'd always love you.

now, it's a permanent reminder that he cheated and lost you, and he'll never get you back.

you throw his clothes off your balcony.

he tries catching them.

when he leaves, you make a call.

"hey, i know i saidi had plans with Noah earlier and couldn't go, but i changed my mind."

you hang up and seconds later they text you your flight ticket.

only a week later and you're on the plane.

you're really hoping this last minute trip can clear your mind.

your sister is so excited.

she's been begging you to go on this trip with her.

you text her once you get off the plane, "is he here, your friend?"

while looking down at your phone, you run into something, looking up, you make eye contact with a man.

he's very handsome.

he grimaces, "americans, always on their phones."

"ub, excuse you" you say slightly offended.

he glares at you and you walk past him, annoyed.

you wait a while but can't find her friend and end up just ordering a car.

you let her know and she says her friend couldn't find you and left too.

you meet her at the hotel.

driving up, you notice a figure next to her.

it's the man from earlier.