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Chapter 4

Javier POV

My eyes closed during the flight to Queens. Maybe Regina thought I was asleep because she kept telling the flight attendant not to disturb me. But sleep was far from me right now; my mind is crowded with thoughts. I was thinking about so many things like the business proposals I canceled just to go on this trip, about how I was going to do about Kristen's case, and about Queens.

Queens..

Queens held a memory of mine. A memory that I have tried to forget but just couldn't, a part of me didn't but also want to remember it, it was a memory I'll cherish forever. It was a memory that brought me closest to the word love.

I heard the pilot announce our arrival and landing in Queens. My eyes flew open as I looked into my new surroundings, my heart beat increased a little as it always does whenever I remember her. I've searched and searched but I never met a woman like her again, it was as if she just came to me that night and disappeared from the face of the earth after. I'm not even sure I will recognize her again; I didn't even know her name.

"Sir, our ride is waiting," Regina said disrupting my thoughts.

I need to forget about her and focus on what brought me here, Kristen.

"George, get me all information you can about Samuel, Kristen's lover. his friends, family, where he works, everything," I told George my second assistant, bodyguard and investigation agent.

"Yes sir," He says hastily as he hurried out.

I got into my ride that took me to our company's hotel here in Queens.

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Megan's POV

So remember how I was so happy while making dinner, I even added corn for Christ sake! That in my home is a big deal, we only make complete, satisfying food during a festival or celebration or when expecting an important visitor.

Neither of that was happening, so why did I cook such a deliciously satisfying meal? 

Because Sam was around and I was planning on seeing him and giving him some of the food to eat.

Now let's start from the very beginning. Samuel Anderson, my best friend, neighbor and the love of my life. Samuel is the most handsome, intelligent, hardworking, nicest man I know. I've been harboring a crush on him ever since I was 11 years old when I first met him, his father had just died, and his mother had found a company in alcohol.

They had moved into our neighborhood because of a financial crisis. Everything was new to Samuel, his home, his mother's condition and he even had to change schools. He didn't go into depression like others would have. Instead, he always wore a bright smile.

"Hey, Meg! Come over here!" Elvis shouted at me; he was standing with the new boy.

"Samuel this is my friend and our neighbor Meg, Meg this is the new boy and now our schoolmate Samuel," Elvis introduced, I wonder how he always finds a way to talk so comfortable with strangers.

I looked up at him, I had seen him before, on the first day he arrived, but I didn't go near him because I was shy.

I waved shyly at him, he was too handsome and him smiling at me wasn't helping at all.

"Come here," He said as he held my hand and pulled me out of Elvis back.

"You are quite tall you know," he said, he was just barely an inch taller than me.