Three years. Three years without his touch, without hearing his voice or having him there to pick her up off the ground when she needed it. Three years. Three years since the last time she saw him smile, felt him in the same room as her. But it wasn't her fault. He was quick to overreact, hard to make listen. Fighting, never ended well for them. She knew that from the beginning, but she wanted to find a way to make it work. But that was three years ago. Odessa was a smart girl, always has been. She was particularly book smart, but had a decent amount of street smarts. She couldn't tell anyone where to buy drugs, but she could defend herself if it came down to it. She just wasn't the smartest when it came to men and relationships. Which is why her previous relationship crashed and burned. But that was three years ago, and now, Odessa was auditioning to be an ensemble dancer in an up and coming musical, Hamilton. Her entire life, she had loved to dance. And now, if she made this audition, she would get paid for doing what she loved. An actual dream come true. For three years, Odessa had been building herself up so that she could bring herself to forget about him, but three years can go down the drain in the blink of an eye.