You were one of the best models in Europe and everyone knew you. You were walking down the runway, your stunning walk and beautiful hair flowing back as you walked, your beautiful eyes responding to the head lights and your signature charming smile flashing a hint of seductiveness across the people that sat there watching you and the next models up. Yet between them you saw Francisco. One beautiful piece of art. And he was your highschool sweetheart, you just ended things for reasons.