I was his and he was mine. We were us. Unfortunately that changed the day I left. I could only hope that one year latter he would take me back and be mine the way I never stopped being his. But hope is a tricky thing, it let us believe in the impossible or the illusions of what reality can be. Because reality is that he was there and so was I, but we weren't us and i don't know if we will ever be again. Will Leo ever allow Maia back in his heart? Or were the changes and the distance big enough to break their love?