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Every
love
story
is
beautiful
but
ours
is
my
favorite.
I
will
always
remember
the
day
I
met
Dylan
Albany.
When
I
was
younger,
my
father
died
in
a
fatal
car
crash.
Growing
up
I
knew
that
I
always
had
my
father
with
me
through
music.
However,
my
mother
never
approved
of
the
musical
bond
that
I
wanted
to
have
with
my
father,
because
she
never
wanted
the
thought
of
him
in
her
house.
Instead,
she
wanted
me
to
follow
her
dream
by
becoming
a
part
of
her
company
because
she
thought
that
it
was
the
right
path
towards
success
in
my
future.
I
never
acknowledged
anything
she
told
me
because
I
knew
that
my
passion
for
music
would
never
change.
Ever
since
she
found
out
that
I
would
sneak
out
to
play
the
guitar
with
my
friends,
we
would
start
an
argument
because
she
didnt
trust
me
enough
to
let
me
stay
after
school.
My
mother
was
a
very
cocky
person
that
wanted
to
control
everything
around
her
including
me.
However,
there
was
a
moment
in
my
life
that
changed
everything.
It
was
April
10,
1954,
my
mothers
annual
company
celebration.
Every
year,
she
reserves
one
of
the
most
exclusive
restaurants
in
town
to
celebrate
one
more
year
since
the
establishment
of
her
company.
Honestly,
I
hate
attending
these
glitterati
events.
Im
forced
to
keep
a
smile
and
greet
so
many
different
people
that
I
dont
even
know.
I
get
really
bored
just
sitting
around
and
pretending
to
be
a
part
of
their
conversations.
To
entertain
myself
a
bit,
I
always
excuse
myself
from
the
table
and
I
say
that
I
have
to
go
to
the
restroom
but
in
reality
I
just
walk
though
the
hallways
and
see
what
there
is
around.
However,
this
time
it
was
very
different.
As
I
was
roaming
through
the
restaurant,
I
heard
a
beautiful
melody
coming
from
the
left.
I
followed
the
melody,
letting
the
captivating
sound
of
music
take
over
my
body.
When
I
opened
to
a
minute
room,
I
saw
a
handsome
young
man
playing
an
admiring
melody
on
an
old
dusty
piano.
He
looked
like
one
of
the
waiters
from
the
restaurant.
I
wondered
what
his
name
was
so
I
looked
at
his
nametag,
which
read
Dylan
Albany.
I
looked
up
at
his
face
and
I
realized
that
he
was
so
deep
into
his
song
that
he
obviously
didnt
notice
that
I
was
there.
I
closed
my
eyes
and
I
got
so
lost
into
his
music
that
I
was
startled
when
he
stopped.
The
moment
I
opened
my
eyes,
I
saw
him
starring
right
at
me
and
I
didnt
know
what
to
say
so
I
said
the
first
thing
that
came
to
my
mind
at
the
moment.
Uhmmwhat
are
you
doing
here?
I
asked.
UhhIm
sorry
miss
rushing
out
before
I
could
say
anything
else.
I
wanted
to
run
after
him
but
then
I
realized
that
I
had
to
go
back
to
my
mother
or
else
she
was
probably
going
to
be
looking
for
me.
I
slowly
walked
towards
the
table,
forgetting
about
the
restroom.
All
I
had
in
mind
was
that
beautiful
creature,
Dylan.
After
the
fight
with
my
mom,
I
thought
long
and
hard
about
how
to
ruin
my
perfect
reputation.
The
only
part
that
I
would
have
trouble
with
would
be
whom
can
I
get
to
fall
for
her...maybe
Dylan?
Yes!
Hed
be
perfect
for
this.
Now,
the
real
question
here
was
how
could
I
get
him
to
fall
for
me
when
I
had
been
so
rude
to
him.
For
now,
Ill
just
go
day
by
day
and
see
how
it
goes.
Hopefully,
Dylan
doesnt
find
out
about
my
plan
because
itll
kill
him.
Hes
the
perfect
guy
because
I
know
that
Ill
never
fall
for
him.