SECOND CHANCE

                                              FAST FORWARD 7 YEARS

Vian’s POV

I was standing on the 24th floor, the roof of our company wearing a mandarin collar shirt and crisply creased dark blue trousers paired with a blazer of the same color. I threw my blazer on the wooden bench at the near corner since I was feeling stuffy in it. The wind was strong making my styled hair go wild. I was supposed to be at the photoshoot with my band members, but I didn’t know where to go to escape from my manager. I knew he will find me eventually, but I just have to get some air before that.

I looked up at the sky and noticed a couple of moving clouds.

“Did she send you? Do you have her message for me?” I talked to myself looking at them imagining that they would a