Prologue

Age 7

The four, laughing parents sat on the patio and watched as their two children played in the yard. The girl, who was small for her age with long brown hair and the boy, who had a handsome smile and messy bronze hair. They were both seven years old and the only children to their doting parents.

They were best friends. They weren't happy if they weren't together.

"They'll get married one day" one of the women said as she smiled at her son as he protectively held the small girls, tiny hand.

The other woman and the two men laughed and rolled their eyes. It was a passing comment. None of them believed they'd really fall in love.

The boy and the girl decided to make a pact "To be best friends forever" the boy proclaimed happily.

Even as a young boy, he wanted her all to himself. And even as a young girl she wouldn't have it any other way.

They both spat into their hands and shook hands. The boy wanted to do it with blood but when the girl began to look queasy at even the mention he decided spit would be better.

So they shook on it and promised that no matter what they would be best friends.

What they didn't know was that one day they would be even more and then something out of their control would happen and they would be ripped apart.

Even perfection can be broken.