Those next few years went quickly. Only a few moments stood out to me, such as telling my father that I wanted to be a musician and him telling me such a thing was a ridiculous wish, that I would be a Diaz bullfighter, just like everyone else. He told me it was "my mother's dream for me". I couldn't argue if it was my mother's wish.

I trained every day to become a renowned bullfighter. Oscar trained to become a general.

I couldn't help but think about how Star might feel about the pain I'd indicted on every single one of the bulls I fought. It wasn't right.

I could never finish one. It seemed too cruel to kill them for sport.

Finally, the day Star returned arrived. I had my first big fight that day, and she would be a guest of honor.

I was ready to impress her. I was twenty-one now, not five, and I had far more romantic tactics than sharing my juice box or making noise on my ukelele. It was time to show her, after sixteen years, that I had been in love with her the entire time, no matter if she was in Spain or not.

I heard the crowds cheer as I walked out. And I saw her walk out onto the balcony. All the other girls were envious, as well they should be. She was cute as a kid, but now she was absolutely gorgeous. Her long blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and she wore a long blue dress, which matched her eyes. I was speechless. She couldn't be the same little Star I'd been in love with when I was five.

I needed to step up my game. General Oscar was up there as well, and he had hundreds of medals adorning his uniform, which made it much easier for him to seduce women, as I'd learned. He was essentially a magnet.

The bull was released and I pulled out the cape. This is what I'd trained to do my entire life. This was my moment in the spotlight.

I put on a performance. I twirled around masterfully and wrote her name in sand, and I saw her blush. As I was about to finish the bull for my first time, I caught her eye in the reflection on my sword. I could see what she was thinking.

"He's not seriously going to kill the bull, is he?"

I couldn't. I put the sword down, and the boos began. I lured the bull into a wall where it managed to get stuck.

I noticed she had left the balcony.