I though back on how much I loved him. But I didn't love him like that. I loved him like a brother. But he loved more than a sister. I couldn't bear to break his heart like that. Daniel was amazing. Any girl deserved him. But I didn't. So I moved to Spain.
I got married had four kids. I was fine. Until Daniel came around and messed shit up. I didn't know how to react. I was pissed. I stayed inside the entire time he was in Spain. And then he left and life was good.
