They say you fall in love three times in your life. It makes me smile, to think about it that way, to be reassured that there is somebody else out there. While she fell in love with three, I fell in love with one. Her. This isn't just a love story. It's a story of life, with two kids from two different backgrounds that prove that all it takes to make it is dedication. So when I say it's not a love story, it isn't, but love is inevitable. Even the coldest of us fall in love sometimes. "don't leave," I call out to her on the thundering streets, watching her walk away. "don't stay."