Laken didn't like the cold, growing up in the Texas heat will do that to a girl, and this cold December day was no exception. New York as of yet was not growing on her, she had not yet stopped mourning her parents, and the ache in her chest simply had not gone away no matter how hard she tried to move passed it. Life was not going Laken's way. And the she couldn't quite shake the feeling that this miserable cold day was somehow not over and the worst was yet to come. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . On an old account of mine this story was entitled The Billionaire and The Used-To-Be. However, now that I am rewriting/finishing the story both the plot and name has changed. I am hoping that because I was only two chapters deep no one will be to bummed about the changes. Enjoy!