Wow okay, I decided to write the sequel that I've been thinking about for a while! I've decided to do it a bit differently, and write it all through Haley's POV, so it'll be a bit different from Unexpected Desires. But I really hope it can measure up, if not, be better. Enjoy the prologue, even though it's a bit short!

Hands On Me

Prologue

I've always been told that the choices I've made in my life were the correct ones...the ones that have made me successful and far more financially stable than I could have ever imagined. Yet, I still wonder to myself what my life would be like if I were to take a different road. Would my life be different? Would I be happier? Would I still have the important things that I miss so dearly with me still, instead of thousands of miles away, never to be heard from again?

It reminded me of the poem by Robert Frost. The Road Not Taken, as I believe it was called. Years ago, I would have thought that I did indeed take the road that not many have taken. I left everything, pursued my career, and started a life for myself across the United States, away from Tree Hill and all that I've ever known. But was that really something that could make me happy? What if the road not taken was the one I had already taken in the first place? The life that I had already made for myself back home in North Carolina. Confusing, yes. I know.

I'm sure many people wonder what their life would be like if they had made different choices. But for me, one choice could have made all the difference. One simple choice could have changed the whole direction my life would have taken. And I don't mean picking between apple or orange juice for my breakfast.

There's no doubt that I'm thankful for everything in my life. I'm just...not completely happy. But then again, is anybody? Satisfaction is such a hard thing to come by these days. There's always something that rubs somebody the wrong way, something that doesn't fulfill them the way they feel fit. To have such a wealthy and driven career, then to complain about not being happy seems so selfish. But it's true, and I can't deny the fact that I could be better off in another place.

The past twelve years of my life have been that of the average person, I suppose. I graduated high school, went to college, invested myself in a busy career, found somebody, fell in love-and unfortunately, fell out of it. Or at least that's what I keep telling myself. I never really thought I'd end up a statistic, contributing to the number of divorce cases in the United States but once again, I proved myself wrong.

Technically, we're separated, so I shouldn't really call it a divorce. But that's what it's leading up to. In a few months, I can say I'm divorced and actually be able to prove it. Sadly, those things happen. Which further proves my theory that I'm just another Average Joe. People get divorced every day, right? Unfortunate, but right.

Things happen for a reason, I guess. But I don't think I was quite prepared for what was going to happen to me, at least not at this point in my life. I wasn't expecting things to shift so drastically and push me into the world I once knew.

But I should have figured, like usual, that I have no control over what happens. Just like I have no control over the bickering between my husband and I, or the late paperwork that was supposed to be due at the office four hours ago, or that I would finally see him again. Memories would just come flooding back ...some good, some bad, some I never care to remember again and some that I pray to relive over and over without ever having to say goodbye.

And some...that I wish I had the chance to remember, but never existed to begin with.

It's only then that I wish I had traveled the road less taken. Because then, I wouldn't have to wish....

I'd be living it.