Prologue

"Two years, if you are lucky. But that doesn't mean that you should just give up, right now; a lot can happen in two years."

It hadn't been a long conversation but it had been the hardest she had ever had so far in her life and, if he was right, it might be the only hard conversation. She wasn't sure if she wanted to cry, laugh or scream, but she needed to leave and quickly.

She remembered the day as if it was only yesterday, still fresh in her memory. Diagnosed with a heart disease that was slowly killing her wasn't something to take lightly. With no one in her life anymore, a mom somewhere in the world and a dad, killing in action, she had only herself to take care of and even that she was failing at.

Anxious, she looked at her watch once more, making sure that she had more than enough to time to reach the park before them. It was after seven a Sunday night and the streets were still buzzing with life as if it was Friday at midnight. The city that ever sleeps… It was true; New York never slept and yet, she only looked better as the years went by. She loved New York, loved that she could order food in the middle of the night and has it on her table in thirty minutes; it was perfect when she preferred to stay up during the night, not the day.