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"Pack your bags, Brooke." James Davis ordered his daughter.

"Why, where are we going?"

"YOU are going to Copenhagen Academy of Fashion Design. YOU are going to study there for the next four years."

"What? I can't go, my whole LIFE is here."

"Brooke, what exactly is the problem? Two months ago, you couldn't stop talking about Europe, and now your 'whole life is here'?" Brooke's mum was becoming more and more upset.

"Mum, I can't go. I can't leave Luc…".

"I cannot believe you are doing this just because of one boy Brooke. That's idiotic even by your standards." James Davis roared out.

"He is THE boy, dad."

"Wake up Brooke. He just likes you because you're James Davis' daughter. That sneak just wants MY money. He's a conniving gold digger in pants, and you're the little gold mine."

"No, dad, he loves me."

"I've had enough. Your plane is leaving at five."

"But that's in two hours dad. Mom, do something, please." Brooke pleaded. Tears were starting to well.

"Pack light Brooke. You can do your shopping once you get there."

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Lucas couldn't believe he left his cell at his apartment and just headed down to the Rivercourt. Brooke was going to kill him for being M.I.A. Lucas smiled as he looked at his cell which read: 21 missed calls, 1 unread message." God he loved Brooke.

His smiled faded when he read her message though. Brooke's flight was at 5.

Brooke never knew that realizing her dreams would be so painful. She never knew that it required her giving up the man whom has changed her whole life so drastically. The man who was quickly turning into her life-line. Her heart and soul.

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Lucas ran out of the cab at record speed. He just had to get to the departure hall. He prayed like he never prayed before, hoping for that one miracle to happen.

But it didn't. There were no technical difficulties experienced by the plane. No delay in flight.

Lucas looked at his watch in disbelief. It was 5.30pm.

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Brooke Davis loved to fly. She loved looking at the top of minute-looking buildings. She loved how the roads would looked like tangled thread, and then sometimes disappear completely. It did not matter what class she was traveling on, just as long as she got to experience the view.

But right then, her tears hindered her sight. Her heavy heart was killing her. Her brain refused to think of anything else except for Lucas. And the fact that she was leaving him.

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Brooke was at an art exhibition at Copenhagen. Being unable to stand her moping all day long, her roommate practically dragged her out of their dorm room.

Brooke stopped when she saw one of the exhibits. It was of the Phoenix, the original of the replica they saw at Macy's wedding.

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Nathan stood an arms length away from the painting entitled "The Phoenix". He thought that the whole exhibition was ridiculous, but he had to be there due to work commitments. Nathan's father was the company hosting the exhibition. Nathan hated the gallery. It suffocated him. The art pieces didn't mean anything to him.

'Must be about passionate sex.' Nathan thought simply as looked at the painting.

He was pleasantly surprised when he felt a pair of arms circling him.

"Lucas, Thank God you're here." The woman said lovingly, holding Nathan tight in her embrace.

"Come on now girl. That's no Lucas."

Nathan turned around, slightly disturbed that some girl had practically molested him. He was disappointed that the molesting stopped.

'Who was that girl?'

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