PROLOGUE

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"MATIAS!"

"YES!"

"Come here I want to talk to you for a second," I called to my little brother. "Mat, do you remember how I told you we should never break promises?"

"Yes, Dee." Just hearing his innocent voice makes my heart break.

"There are times when those promises are broken against our will," I could already see the realization settle in his beautiful hazel eyes. "What I want you to know is that I don't break mine unless there is nothing I can do about it."

"You won't be able to make it to my birthday party, would you?"

"No love, I won't be able to but I promise that when I get back we will celebrate at our special place." I can see that he doesn't believe me and to be honest I don't blame him I've broken too many promises already.

"Don't worry Dee, I know you have to work."

"Thank you Mat," I pulled him towards me for a hug and placed a small kiss on his forehead.

It was those moments that I realized how alone and helpless I am.

It was those times that I remembered how different and easy it was when we had a family.

He was a constant reminder of what happened and all the resultant losses that came with him, but I couldn't bring myself to hate him.

It was moments like this that I hated my job.

My boss called me this morning to inform me that I won't be working with her daughter anymore, instead I would be working with her son. Honestly, I didn't know if I should be relieved because I won't have to deal with her daughter's snobby behavior or to be angry at how inconsiderate her son was being. Despite how mad I was feeling; I knew I couldn't risk losing this job. It was better to work as a private pilot than to get tangled in all the problems that come with joining an airline. So I went to my room to pack my suitcase for tomorrow's flight before I prepared dinner, all the while wondering what my new boss was like.

There was only one way to know...

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