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Present-day

It's Friday night and I'm currently singing the final few lyrics from my latest song that's just hit number one. Looking out at the audience, it's the first time I think about how far I've come throughout the years.

Tears fill my eyes, smiling down at the amazing fans I love with all my heart.

It's been an emotional ride. I couldn't be happier than right at this moment.

"Thank you," I speak through the microphone after my last performance of the night. "I love you guys!" The crowd cheers with excitement. I walk off stage, the audience screaming my name and I sigh in contentment.

"You killed it up there!" my manager beams at me as I wrap my arms around him. "Thank you. It was another successful night." I smile ear to ear, feeling elated. My heart pumps with adrenaline and the endless love I've received from my fans.

Theo's phone lights up and he looks down at the device in his hand with a small frown. "I need to take this. I'm so proud of you, I'll be right back." I grin, nodding my head as he walks away.

After an hour of speaking to a few of my fans, signing photos and taking pictures, I step inside my dressing room, blocking out all the loud noise from the stadium.

I sit down in the makeup chair, glancing at all the letters that sit on the left side of my table. I gasp at the amount of fan mail I've received today. It's doubled since last week.

I love reading my mail, I feel overwhelmed with emotions knowing that people look up to me and like my music. I want to inspire people, especially younger girls. I want to encourage girls to be themselves. That they don't have to worry about how they look or how many friends they have or their followers on social media. I want them to love themselves. That is so important to me.

I grab a single letter, tearing the cream paper open when I hear a faint knock on the door. "It's open," I announce over my shoulder and proceed to unfold the thin paper in my hands. The paper is pink and has a faint smell of strawberry.

I hear shuffling behind me and the sound of the door clicking shut. Theo is the only person who comes to see me after I finish my shows, he's probably here to tell me about my interview tomorrow.

There is a moment of silence which is unusual, Theo is almost always talking when he's here.

"Are you okay Theo?" I frown as I continue to read my letter.

More silence fills the room and I furrow my eyebrows. "Theo--" my eyes snap up at the wide mirror facing the door and my heart stops. The whole world stops and my body remains frozen.

My eyes widen when I see him walk closer into the room. I never expected I would see him, ever again.

Looking at this person brings back all those memories from high school. The good and the bad. It felt like a lifetime ago, but it also felt like we broke up only yesterday.

I'm always thinking about him, hoping he's well. Fantasising about the possibility of our paths crossing again. And here he is in the flesh -- standing inside my dressing room.

He flashes that signature smirk of his and it does something to me, a feeling I haven't felt in years. My eyes travel his handsome face -- from his rose petal-coloured lips to his forest-green eyes and I intake a sharp breath.

I've dreamed about those forest orbs for years, but seeing them again makes me realise how much I've missed him.

How I wish things had been different.

By the time I fell for him, it was too late.

He changed my life. In return, I suffered a broken heart.

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