Only know you love her when you let her go

When you are in love you can feel it. When other people are in love you can see it. Love is strong, when you give up love can make you strong.

2 months before.

Brooklyn White walked through the old cobblestoned pathway to her tiny cottage of a house, she looked up at the sky to see a beautiful pallet of warm colours. She lived with her mother, her father, and younger sister Nicole. Brooklyn was only 16 and she wasn't the fist pick to most people, she didn't have a lot of friends but she was happy with her life.

"Brooklyn!" her mother yelled "can you come here?". Her mother was a petite woman who loved to bake, she had brown hair and brown eyes, she was a satisfied woman who loved her family more than anything.

"I'll be right there" she answered

As she walked in the tall green front door to her home she was greeted by a tall man in a suit.

"I'm assuming you must be Brooklyn?" The man asked.

"Uh, yeah" Brooklyn said very confused

"My name is Ben" the man said "Ben Cooke" All she did was look at him. Ben looked to be in his mid 30s he had blonde short hair and blue eyes.

"Brook this is a man who wants to buy our house!" her mother seemed excited. "I don't want to move" Brook said, she was just getting settled in this home and she wasn't ready for a new one. "Well, it's a thought" Ben added "I can see myself in this house".

"No." Brook said while she ran out the front door, grabbed her bike and peddled down the pathway. "Brooklyn!" Her father yelled "Where are you going?"

"I'm terribly sorry for my daughters behaviour" Mrs. White added

"I'll be back again" Ben answered while he headed for the door.

"What are we going to do with her?" Mr. White wondered.