Hey everyone! I'm back with another story. I was bursting to write this down and post it as soon as the idea hit me in the face.

This story is loosely based on the novel "Remember Me" by Sophie Kinsella. I read the book a long time ago and I loved it. The idea is similar to that in the book but the situations will be different.

I hope you like it!

- Anna

Prologue

23rd December 2010

"Matt! I'm not finished. I'm barely getting started!" the perky blonde yelled as she ran to catch up with her boyfriend of four years. It was more of a speed walk than a run given the subtle amounts of snow on the pavement outside the nightclub they had just exited and the completely impractical pair of shoes she had been forced to wear. The streets were crowded even at this hour which made for good business for the nightclubs in the year. The holiday season brought out all the young and unmarried for a night of fun after a year of hard work. The traffic in the city was as bad as ever, if not worse as Caroline tried and failed to catch up with the buff, blonde former quarterback for Columbia.

She sighed in frustration as she thought back to the awful year she had had. At 24, she was working as a chef at The Guild, one of the top restaurants in New York. It was a coveted position among chefs everywhere and Caroline would be considered lucky to have secured such a job. She had been working there for the past two years, right after she graduated from a top notch culinary institute in New York. Cooking had always been a passion of hers. Ever the perfectionist, Caroline had always strived to improve every one of her dishes. That was what had earned her the job. Over the years, she had lost interest in her passion. She had been sloppy in her approach and it showed in the end product. It perturbed her to no end when she failed to deliver. A couple of times, customers had been unhappy with her dishes and had complained to the manager of the restaurant. Her manager had been understanding as she was fresh out of college, and had sent her off with a warning. Each time that happened, Caroline had vowed to ensure that it would be the last. Unfortunately, it had happened more than once.

The holiday season was one that Caroline had looked forward to the entire year. It was not the spirit of the season that she looked forward to, but the Christmas bonus received by every employee of the hotel. Caroline had been eagerly awaiting her pay cheque this month. New York was an expensive city and Caroline needed every penny to survive in the city. When it was time for the pay cheque to be handed out, Caroline was left disappointed when she realized that she was the only one in the kitchen to have not received a bonus that year. She knew that it was because it was her because of her lackadaisical performance over the year, but her stubborn refused to believe that. Even though she was devastated, she had agreed to go celebrate with her co-workers. Her friends, Katherine and Elena Gilbert, had convinced her to wear the impractical shoes and equally impractical dress for the occasion. Katherine, who had been her best friend since they were around 8, had promised to never leave her side but had forgotten about her promise once she laid eyes on the cute brunette behind the bar. She had left early in the evening, leaving Caroline with Elena and her squealing bunch of girlfriends, all of whom seemed like they had never outgrown high school.

Her misery escalated from then on. She had called her boyfriend, Matt Donavan, around midnight, demanding that he come pick her up from the nightclub. She knew it would be hard to get a cab around that time, especially since Christmas was right around the corner. He had promptly agreed and promised to be there soon. Their relationship used to be one of laughter and happiness but had turned sour off late. Caroline had been projection her general unhappiness onto Matt. She would yell at him all the time and call him "sloppy" or "lazy" or even "immature." She refused to believe that Matt actually worked hard and strived to succeed. Over the years, Matt had given up on trying to prove her wrong. It was wonder how the two of them were still in a relationship.

They had met at a bar four years ago while they were both students of different colleges. Being young and carefree, they had got involved with each other pretty quickly. Once they graduated, Matt got a job and a corporation that owned several auto-repair shops around New York and New Jersey. He was pretty content with his job but was aiming for a promotion that had been announced recently. He was close to getting it too. He hadn't mentioned any of this to Caroline as he knew how she would feel about it. He was sick of fighting and by the time he arrived at the nightclub, he knew that she would be on the verge of blowing up.

Matt arrived almost an hour late, much to Caroline's chagrin. She had been waiting out in the cold ever since she had called him an hour ago. She was frozen to the bone and mad beyond words. That one hour in the cold was enough for her to mull over the tragedy that was her life and sort her priorities out. She had decided to clean up her act and start by breaking up with her no good boyfriend. Now, here she was chasing him down on a wet and cold sidewalk, demanding that he drive her home. He refused stating that it was a ridiculous request made by someone who just broke up with him for petty reasons. Which is when it happened.

One moment she was marching down the sidewalk as best as she could in six inch heels and before she knew it, she had slipped on a patch of ice. She failed to catch her balance in time and lost her bearings. That split of a second was enough to send her sprawling to the ground. She felt her head hit something hard. She saw tiny dots of snow falling from the brightly lit tops of the buildings around her that seemed to be touching the sky. And then everything faded to black.

It was the perfect end to the perfect day.

So that's the beginning. Should I continue or not? Love it or hate it, let me know!

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See you next time!

xx

Anna