"Gabriella Montez, are you listening to a word I'm saying?" asked Tessa, exasperated that Gabriella seemed to not hear her at all as she sat on Tessa's bed, staring blankly at something.

From the bottom of my broken heart,
There's just a thing or two I'd like you to know,
You were my first love, you were my true love
From the first kisses to the very last rose.
From the bottom of my broken heart,
Even through time may find me somebody new,
You were my real love, I never knew love
'Til there was you
From the bottom of my broken heart.

"Gaby!" exclaimed Tessa, getting more and more frustrated as she saw Gabriella's glazed eyes as she stared at what Tessa now realized was the picture of the gang from high school that Gabriella had given everyone before she left for Copanvy.

You promised yourself
but to somebody else
and you made it so perfectly clear
still I wish you were here

"Taylor, get in here!" called out Tessa, grateful that the other girl quickly came into Gabriella's room, just in time to see a single tear travel down Gabriella's cheek.

"Gab, no, no more tears," pleaded Taylor, instantly gathering the other girl in her arms while Tessa's mood softened as she realized now what was going on.

Tessa sadly sat down on the other side of Gabriella as Gabriella seemed to continue to stare off into space again without any real expression besides that single tear. "Tay, could she be in shock or something?"

"I'm not in shock," replied Gabriella, finally snapping herself out of her memories and her thoughts that were so appropriately accompanied by Britney Spears' "From the Bottom of My Broken Heart," which was playing in one ear from her IPod. "Sorry, I spaced. Got caught up in a song."

"What song?" questioned Tessa, instantly suspicious, picking up the IPod and seeing the title on it. "Gaby, I thought we agreed last night that just as we have forgiven Taylor for not telling us anything about Troy's engagement to that girl that you were to put him in your past."

"It's not that simple Tess," answered Gabriella, looking down at her right hand and twisting the ring around her finger. "He meant a lot to me back then. In some ways, Troy still does mean a lot to me."

"But he's engaged," stated Tessa, hating to be blunt like that but felt that she needed to say it.

"I know that Tessa and I accept it, but it doesn't make the hurt go away or make me forget the amazing memories we shared. It just serves as a message from fate to me about what I must face when I go back to Copanvy," answered Gabriella, wiping away the solo tear.

Taylor gazed back at her best friend who seemed to always have that hidden strength every girl wished she possessed in times like this. "You keep saying that. What exactly is going on Gabriella?"

Tessa groaned as she heard a knock on the front door of the apartment she and Taylor shared, where Gabriella, Paul, and Curtis were staying. "No talking in there until I get back!" called out Tessa as she answered the door.

Troy stood nervously outside the apartment he knew Taylor shared with Tessa, suspecting that Gabriella was staying with her two best friends from high school instead of Sharpay's mansion or a hotel. When the door was ripped open though, he was unprepared for the shocked face of Tessa's before she replaced it with a look of determination as she stepped out into the hallway, closing the door behind her. "Umm, hi Tessa."

"Don't 'umm, hi Tessa,' me Troy Bolton! What are you doing here after everything that happened yesterday? Come back to take another shot at my best friend's broken heart?" accused Tessa, not caring that her voice was rising with each word. "Newsflash, I don't think you can break it any more than you have."

"Tessa, I didn't come here for that, honest. I just, I need to talk to her," stated Troy running his right hand through his dark brown hair before rubbing the back of his neck from the nerves he felt. "I promise, I don't have any evil intentions here. I need to just, I need to explain everything, I owe her that much."

Tessa scoffed. "You are damn right you do plus more. Do you know that despite everything you may think you know, you don't even know the half of what that woman in there has gone through? How much more you have hurt her without even realizing it, like you did yesterday? I know, I know, it's not your fault because you aren't together, haven't been for six plus years, but she's been hurt by you more recently than you think."

"What are you talking about?" questioned Troy, now curious as to what Tessa was referring to. "I haven't seen Gabriella, at least in person, since she left Albuquerque those years ago! I never made it out to Copanvy to see her before all our communication started to drop off."

Tessa took a moment, trying to collect her frustration that she was unleashing on Troy and cooled herself off before continuing. "Look Troy, I'm sorry to be putting you through my protective act again but I think it's only fair that you know that Gabriella saw you in person about four and a half years ago."

Troy instantly closed his eyes, trying to go back in time to what Tessa could be referring to. He opened them again and saw the truth in Tessa's words. "I'm confused, when could this have been? I have been nowhere near Europe my entire life."

Tessa, knowing that Gabriella would probably be mad at her for doing this, decided to tell Troy about it. "New Year's Eve party at Chad and Jason's frat house at U of A. Remember, I think you were dating a redhead at the time, Sara or Tara? Anyway, Gabriella surprised us all with a visit and we went to the party, forgetting that you would show, and well you did and Gabriella was devastated that night yet handled it with grace after a twenty minute breakdown in the car. She put her best foot forward after that, to walk away from you and your memories, or so I thought. Seems Gabriella still has a soft spot for you and always will as you are her first love."

"As she is mine," returned Troy, trying to absorb everything before smacking himself on his forehead and hitting the back of his head against the white wall he was now leaning against. "Think Bolton, think. Why didn't you see her that night?"

"Because she didn't want to be seen by you and you were too occupied with your girlfriend at the time," answered Tessa.

"But I've always known when Gabriella was near, at least I did when we were together in high school," replied Troy. "I guess not so much after since I didn't sense her in the pizza place yesterday or at the frat party those years ago. If she was put through all that then, why is she still wearing the promise ring I gave her?"

Before Tessa could respond, another voice answered Troy's question. "Because I believed that your promise still meant something, that despite our time apart, you seeing other girls, that we would find our way back to each other. I learned yesterday though that my belief was a silly teenage girl's dream."

Troy looked over at Gabriella as she stood in the doorway now, Taylor behind her as a silent support, and shook his head. "Please, Brie, can we talk about all this?"

Gabriella nodded her head, taking a step forward, feeling Tessa grab her arm as she passed her. "You don't have to do this Gaby," said Tessa, concern in her eyes.

"I do," replied Gabriella. "I'll be fine."

"But…" started Tessa before Taylor grabbed her arm and dragged her inside, closing the door to their apartment.

Troy stared at the closed door and then down at Gabriella, who had changed so much yet so little over the years. "Thanks. Maybe, can we take a walk or do you need Paul with us?"

Gabriella shook her head. "He doesn't need to be invited, he'll follow with Curtis on their own. I think a walk is the best idea right now. I need some fresh air anyway."

Troy nodded his head and walked down the hallway and into the elevator, pressing the ground floor, both silent until the doors opened again and they walked out into the lobby of the apartment building. He held one of the doors open for her and the corners of his mouth tugged upwards as she gave him a grateful smile. They walked together in silence for a few more yards before Gabriella spoke up first.

"So when did you propose to Celeste?" asked Gabriella, wanting to know Troy's history, what she had missed out on even if it hurt her more.

"About three months ago," returned Troy. "She and I met about a year ago and we clicked. It was the first time I really meshed with a girl like I used to with you."

Gabriella nodded her head, looking down at the ground under the guise of trying not to trip over her own feet while her mind was really racing with how she felt about this new revelation. "You're happy right?"

"I have been," replied Troy. He let silence fill the air between them again as they continued to walk along the street before he got the courage to ask her about what Tessa revealed to him moments before. "Why didn't you say hi at least when you came on New Year's Eve? Why did you leave your visit a secret?"

Gabriella considered what to tell Troy before she chose her words carefully to answer his question. "It was a surprise for everyone, no one knew I was coming actually. I didn't greet you that night or make my presence known because I saw how happy you were with that girl and I didn't want to confuse your life any more than I already had. You moved on then, just as you have now, and that's the right thing to do, what I wanted and want you to do. I just want you to find the life and happiness you deserve Troy."

Her gentle words tugged again at Troy's heart as his own mind was busy trying to understand and accept everything that she was saying, what had already happened in his past. "What about yours? Ours?"

"We're two separate beings now, as we have always been, but now we have a much more separate way of looking at life. You've found yours and now I just have to somehow find mine back in my destiny in Copanvy," answered Gabriella, giving him a sad smile. "I'm just glad one of us was able to find true love again and do something about it."

"Gabriella, I really am sorry about all this, about the pain you must have felt back then and now," said Troy, looking straight into Gabriella's brown eyes. "I really did mean that promise when I made it to you senior year of high school at the time. If things had been different, I would still be living up to that promise instead of breaking it as I am now. When you stopped returning my emails as often as you used to, I should have fought harder to try to keep in touch, I have recognized that on several occasions before on my own ponderings of the past. I obviously didn't learn from the summer before senior year when the same thing happened. Maybe that's why I deserved to lose you as I have."

Gabriella bit her nip nervously as she listened to Troy, shocked at Troy's last sentence. "No, I'm sorry I lost sight of such a great thing after that first year of distance. Life got hectic and the adjustments got harder then but I should have tried harder, I know it. Maybe though this is where we were supposed to be."

"We're supposed to both feel guilty about the past and wishing that things had been different? Don't get me wrong, I really love Celeste but Brie, you were my first true and actual love of my life," returned Troy, daring to place the palm of his right hand on Gabriella's left cheek, relishing the feel of touching her again.

"But not your last," replied Gabriella in a whisper, drawing in a shaky breath. "I meant it when I said it earlier, that I really am happy for you Troy. Be sure to let me know when the actual wedding date is. Forgive me for not going but I would still like to send you a congratulatory gift."

"Brie, no, you don't have to," protested Troy, looking up and being somewhat amazed that they had made it back to Tessa and Taylor's apartment building.

Gabriella shook her head. "I don't have to but I want to, especially for everything you did to help me through all those hard times in high school. I'll always remember you as my Wildcat savior Troy and for that I'll always be grateful. Best of luck with your future," said Gabriella, raising herself up onto her toes to place a gentle kiss on his cheek, realizing as she pulled away that Troy still carried the scar through his eyebrow from one of those fights he got into during high school over her. She gave him one last look before tearing herself away from his side, quickly walking into the lobby of the building, looking over her shoulder one last time to give him a small wave as she entered the elevators and left him behind as the doors closed.

Sharpay, dressed in her best "night out" outfit, worriedly looked over at a seemingly depressed Gabriella before she returned her gaze to Tessa and Taylor, who were sitting across from her in the half-circular booth in the club they were at for the night. "So we came to a club why?"

"Gabriella needed to get out of the apartment, a change of scenery," explained Tessa, not amazed that Gabriella was staring off into space again. "She was like this back home and we need to snap her out of it. I know she loves dancing so this was the best solution Tay and I could come up with."

Sharpay nodded her head in approval and understanding. "Gab, let's go dance!"

"No, I'm okay here," answered Gabriella in a quiet voice.

"See?" replied Tessa, rolling her eyes at Gabriella's behavior. "Gaby, we didn't get you all dressed up and hot looking to just sit here, hidden behind a table in a booth at one of the best clubs here! Now come on, we're dancing, now!"

Gabriella sighed and slowly nodded her head, sliding out of the booth after Sharpay got out, not seeing the worried look Taylor had on her face at the moment. 'Maybe being hard on her and pushing her to snap out of it isn't the answer like Tessa thinks. Gab seems really hurt and too distracted to be here,' thought Taylor as she watched Gabriella move out onto the dance floor, courtesy of Sharpay's dragging.

"Don't make me drag you too Taylor!" exclaimed Tessa, getting tired of having to prod everyone into getting into the mood for being at the club. "Gabriella is fine, honest."

"She's not though Tess," replied Taylor. "You can see the pain and heartache clearly in her eyes while she battles for her rational, responsible side to win in being happy for Troy and letting him go."

Tessa thought about what Taylor said for a few moments before reluctantly nodding her head. "I know what you are saying but the idea of her moping over him is just too depressing. Speaking of, why did your boyfriend bring said guy here?" asked Tessa as she spotted Chad and Troy entering the club. "Taylor, you didn't…"

"No! I told Chad where we were going because I had to break our plans for the night. I in no way invited him!" defended Taylor.

"We better go and do damage control before this gets ugly fast," muttered Tessa, already walking towards where Chad and Troy were near one of the bars, Troy ordering them beers while Chad checked out the crowd a few feet away. His grin grew as he saw Taylor approaching but dropped as soon as he saw the murderous look on Tessa's face.

"Umm, hey girls!" called out Chad, trying his best to ignore the piercing look Tessa was throwing his way. "Fancy meeting you here!"

"Can it Danforth. What were you thinking bringing Troy here, tonight?" demanded Tessa, not allowing for Taylor to get involved as she knew she would be too soft on her fiancé. "I know you've done some nonsensical things before but this is truly idiotic!"

"Hey!" protested Chad. "We deserve a night out just as you girls deserve a girls' night."

Tessa rolled her eyes. "I agree but why did you have to pick this club? It's not like we live in a small town out in the middle of nowhere where there is only one place serving alcohol. Honestly Chad!"

Chad shrugged. "We can be in the same place, honest. I won't bother Taylor while she spends girly time with you and Sharpay and Ga… Oh shit, sorry, I forgot she would be here too!"

"Bingo," replied Tessa dryly. "I'm sorry I'm so harsh with you right now but honestly, after what happened this afternoon, we just need to get Gabriella happily distracted. You do know what happened right?"

Taylor nodded her head. "He does, I filled him in earlier too. Look Tessa, maybe this won't be such a bad thing having Troy here. I don't think he's all that likely to approach her after this afternoon. Chad can make sure of that too."

Tessa eyed Taylor and then Chad before reluctantly nodding her head. "I guess that's going to have to do then. Paul and Curtis are somewhere around here too along with the rest of Gabriella's team. I bet Paul would stop Troy advancing before any of us anyway."

She spotted Troy coming in their direction and left, knowing herself well enough to know that Tessa would have pounced on him for hurting Gabriella again but also knowing it wasn't all his fault. This left Chad and Taylor to force smiles on their faces as they greeted him.

"Here's your usual," said Troy, handing Chad the beer. "Hey Taylor, I didn't know you'd be here. Do you want something to drink?"

"No, I'm fine, thanks," responded Taylor, feeling a bit torn between where she should be and where she was now. "Have a good day?"

Troy let out a long sigh and shook his head. "I'm sure you know that I didn't. Is Gabriella okay?"

"Why don't you ask her yourself," suggested Chad before Taylor elbowed him in the side, hard. "Oww, woman! Oh, umm, forget I said anything Troy."

"What the hell are you talking about man?" asked Troy, clearly confused and yet not all that phased by Chad's random ramblings with Taylor censoring him. "Brie is here?"

Taylor inwardly groaned as she glared at Chad, who was currently trying his best to look adorable to try to deflect some of the annoyance and anger radiating from her towards him at that moment. She tore her eyes from her fiancé and instead focused on Troy's face as he searched the crowded club for a familiar brunette.

Troy's heart continued to pound faster as he searched the club, carefully, for any sign of Gabriella, feeling his mouth go dry as he finally found her, dancing with Sharpay and Tessa, surrounded by a group of leering guys. He watched as some of the guys got a bit more forward with the three girls who were busy dancing with each other, acting as if they didn't have a group of grown men watching their every move. Troy started walking closer to see Gabriella's face clearer and to be closer if anything happened when he felt a firm grip around his right wrist. He looked up and saw Chad sadly shake his head at him.

"Don't do it dude, she's not yours to worry about Troy," stated Chad, seeing the sadness creep into Troy's facial features again. "I'm sorry but you can't do this to her or yourself. You're engaged to Celeste for God's sake! You go over there now and she's going to think there's hope again and I'm sorry but I can't willingly let you put her through that not to mention what you'll do yourself."

Troy stared at his friend for another moment before turning his head again to look at Gabriella, who was currently talking to some of the guys along with Sharpay and Taylor. 'God, she has matured in more ways than one,' he thought as he eyed how the strapless black dress seemed to hug her every, mature curve. 'She's sophisticated with that dress and that swept up do yet also spells out sexy. Leave it to Brie and her girlfriends to put that together.'

Eventually, Troy ended his torture and looked back at Chad who seemed relieved that he wouldn't have to drag Troy back from getting into any fist fights with the guys still hanging around the girls on the dance floor. After Taylor left to join the three other girls on the dance floor, Chad and Troy found a high table with two tall chairs and sat down, getting into a conversation about sports in general before discussing basketball, as they always did whenever they were together. Despite their easy talk with one another, neither guy could resist gazing back to the dance floor where the girls were dancing and talking and having a blast with one another, making both men wish things were like they were in high school.

Gabriella smiled at Sharpay as she and two of the guys came back the booth they had picked out earlier in the night with drinks in their hands. "Thanks," murmured Gabriella to the blonde guy who she thought was named Fred as he handed her a bottled water, the second one he had insisted on buying for her, while everyone else had some type alcoholic beverage, ranging from beer to Midori Sours.

"No problem," he replied, grinning at her, somehow making Gabriella feel a bit nervous.

She chalked it up to nerves of being in a new situation and continued to sip from the water, listening to the conversations around her while she still felt Fred's gaze on her, as if waiting for something to happen. Gabriella brushed it off as she listened in on Sharpay's flirting with the black haired man who seemed to be interested in taking her home while Tessa and Taylor talked amongst themselves. The water helped cool off Gabriella's body as she continued to drink it between adding to the conversations around her.

"Do you girls live around here?" asked Fred, looking at Gabriella.

"They do," returned Gabriella, indicating Taylor and Tessa. "I grew up here but am just visiting now."

"Where do you live now?" questioned the blonde. "Somewhere nearby still?"

Gabriella shook her head, several more times than she intended to. "Far, far away. Another country actually."

"Ah, a foreigner," he said, smirking at her for some reason beyond Gabriella's comprehension. "Why don't I show you around?"

Gabriella blinked back at him as she started feeling her body heat up a bit more, causing her to drink the last of her water. 'That's strange, I feel like I'm heating up more instead of cooling off,' she thought as she started noticing everything was getting less focused although by just a little. 'Am I just jetlagged or something?'

"Excuse me, I have to use the little girls' room," said Gabriella, glad that Fred slid out of the booth and let her get out, following behind her as she went in the direction of the restrooms. He seemed to hesitate as he saw a short line of other women waiting for the bathroom before standing beside Gabriella as she now leaned against the wall. "I think I'll just wash my face. I'll meet you back at the table."

"Are you sure?" questioned Fred, giving her a once over.

"I'm fine, thanks," replied Gabriella as she ditched the line to head straight into the bathroom to the black granite counters where the sinks were.

She heavily put both hands down on the counter as she blinked her eyes several times, trying to focus again as she got more frustrated that her vision wasn't clearing. Gabriella turned on the sink and filled her hands with water as she splashed some on her face, using a paper towel to dab dry, then using the towel to wipe the back of her neck. Not knowing what caused this sudden feeling of being sick, Gabriella moved so that her back was leaning against a wall so she wouldn't block the sinks for others while she tried to now control her quick breathing, which seemed to subside once she took measured breaths in and out. 'I guess I'm just not used to partying like this anymore.'

Unsure of how much time she had already spent in the restroom, Gabriella pushed off the wall and threw away the paper towels, moving into the hallway of the restrooms, bumping right into a human wall who instantly encircled her with his arms to steady her. Her eyes took in the navy blue polo shirt as they continued moving upward, noting the chest of the guy was toned, gasping as she finally looked into a very familiar pair of blue eyes. "Troy!"

Troy gazed worriedly down at Gabriella who didn't seem like herself at all, her eyes a bit glazed over. "Hi Brie. You all right?"

Gabriella took her time in answering but eventually nodded her head. "Just fine," said Gabriella, shyly looking away, realizing after a few beats that Troy still had his arms wrapped around her waist. "Umm, maybe I should go back to the girls. I'm starting to feel a bit tired."

"Uh, sure, I'll go with you," offered Troy, relieved as she nodded her acceptance of his offer.

As they exited the restroom area of the club, one of Gabriella's favorite dance songs came on. "Oh, Troy, I love this song! Will you dance with me?"

Troy, definitely confused in this change in Gabriella's behavior from this afternoon agreed, especially after seeing a certain creepy look a blonde guy a few feet away was giving them. 'I think I saw him with her earlier. Doesn't look like the best intentions type of guy either,' thought Troy as he allowed Gabriella to lead him onto the edge of the dance floor as she slowly started getting into the rhythm of the song.

He gulped as Gabriella did a quick drop only to come back up, brushing his body with hers every inch of the way. She grinned seductively at him over her shoulder as Gabriella began to move with the music again, smiling more as she felt Troy's arms snake around her waist. 'God, this feels so good!' screamed Gabriella in her head, feeling as if everything was a dream.

Their bodies grinded together to the music, continuing to get closer by the second until Gabriella's body was fully molded to Troy's. 'This is so wrong, I shouldn't be doing this to Celeste but I just can't help myself,' reflected Troy as he breathed in her familiar fragrance again. 'Who knows if this will ever happen again, if I can ever find this magic again with her.'

After a couple of songs, Troy noticed that Gabriella's energy seemed to drain away as she turned around in his arms again so that she was facing him, effectively turning their dancing into slow dancing despite the fast rhythm of the current song. "Brie, are you all right?" asked Troy, feeling himself grin at the same time as he felt her nuzzle her head into the crook of his neck like she used to in high school.

"Just tired," replied Gabriella. "This is so much fun Troy, I've really missed this. I've missed you even more though."

"I've missed you too Gabriella," admitted Troy, pulling his head back a little so he could gaze down into her eyes that were staring back up at him. "More than you'll ever know."

He watched as her eyelids slowly lowered and all Troy's self control snapped as he seized the opportunity and gently kissed Gabriella's lips, savoring the moment as she responded in kind, letting out a little sigh as she deepened the kiss first as his arms snaked around her waist tighter. After a few moments of sharing several kisses, which brought back memory after memory for Troy, he pulled back and searched her face for any signs of regret, thankfully seeing none. Instead, Gabriella tucked her head back into the crook of his neck, sliding her right hand up his chest, to rest right over his quickly beating heart.

"I love you Troy," whispered Gabriella, just barely loud enough for Troy to hear her correctly. "I love you and wished it was you I would marry."

Shocked and unsure of what to do next, Troy took his left hand and picked up her right hand that was resting on his chest to kiss the back of it, realizing then that she was without the promise ring. That sight alone woke Troy up out of his little world that he and Gabriella had just created together, effectively bringing him back down to reality.

'No, this isn't right. You're engaged Troy! She told you she was happy for you! But you know she really isn't, just as you aren't really sure you can live without her now. Those three words she spoke touched the corners of your heart you thought were non-existent now. That has to mean something!' argued Troy in his mind. "Brie, maybe we should think about what we're doing right here, right now. I'm still engaged Gabriella, I'm sorry."

Gabriella lifted her head and leaned back so that she was looking into his face again. "I still love you Troy, I can't help it," confessed Gabriella, reaching up to gently brush back some of his soft dark brown hair that was hanging over his blue eyes, smiling a little just before he felt her weight in his grasp become much heavier than it was before. He saw Gabriella's eyes roll slightly before her eyelids closed, before her back arched over his arms as she laid now passed out in his arms, completely reliant on Troy to keep her standing.

Troy panicked, unsure of what to do as he took in Gabriella, positive that she was now passed out. "Shit. Paul!" yelled Troy, spotting Paul and Curtis talking together at a table close by.

Paul glanced over and quickly got up, rushing over. "What happened?"

"I don't know but she seemed out of it since I bumped into her near the restroom. She was fine, tired but fine, and then she just passed out," explained Troy, now having Gabriella's body in his arms as he didn't want to lay her on the ground of the club, his left arm supporting her knees while his right supported Gabriella's shoulders. "I think she may have been slipped something."

Paul felt for Gabriella's pulse, finding it but grimacing at the slowness of it. "We have to get her out of here and to a private doctor, the one she used to see. Can you carry her? I need to call Emma and get the number of the doctor we used to use those years ago."

"Just do it," said Troy as he rushed out of the club, unaware of all the attention he and Paul were getting as they rushed Gabriella out and into the waiting car that pulled away as soon as Curtis closed the door and joined them in the front seat.

Troy used the car door to help him prop Gabriella up a little better, feeling himself become more and more worried as she continued to passively lay in his arms, showing no signs of waking up any time soon. He brought her body up a little as he leaned forward, kissing her softly on the forehead as he felt a few hot tears course down his cheeks. "You can't die on me now Brie, not after tonight. Please, don't die. I love you."

He sighed again as he saw her unresponsive face again, mentally kicking himself for expecting her to suddenly wake up or something at his words. Somewhere in the distance, he heard Paul give the driver directions to the private doctor's whereabouts while Paul kept his fingers on Gabriella's pulse via her left wrist. Troy looked at Paul who tried to give him a reassuring look, which Troy just brushed off, finding nothing comforting about this situation. Hoping to see her eyes open, Troy turned his attention back on Gabriella's face only to notice that it was getting paler in color. He closed his eyes momentarily as he thought, 'You can't be so cruel God to have us to be brought together again by fate only to tear us apart again like this, after realizing what still lives on in both of us. Brie has to live, she just has to.'

When the car stopped, Curtis opened the car door while Paul ran around and led them into the hospital through a back door, all the men running as they tried to desperately get Gabriella whatever help she needed, all hoping for the best but fearing the worst.

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