"Who is she?" I asked in a whisper, upset that he likes someone else. It hurts so much that I had to hold back the tears threatening to fall down my eyes. I might be strong enough to fight in court, but I don't know how to handle this heartbreak. "She is someone, I like more than I like the world. Wanna see her pic?" I nodded, unable to raise my face and look into his eyes, while he declare his love for some other girl who is not me. "Turn around." Frowning I looked behind myself, only to find those familiar green eyes staring back through the mirror behind me. I smiled tearfully, knowing that he meant me. He likes me. That girl is Rebecca. His Rebecca. "It's you, Becs. It has always been you." ____________________________________