Disclaimer: I don't own anyone from The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod. Everyone else is mine. One of the characters from this is going to make a guest appearance in one of my other stories. The first person to figure out who it is, gets a surprise! The bold, underlined line at the beginning of each chapter is a lyric from a song. The name and artist of the song will be under the lyric.

Author's Note: Yay darkness! You get a surprise! Message me about it and I'll tell you what it is. :P On to things about the story. Throughout the story, you'll learn things about Nani's past through her dreams. Usually they'll be at the beginning or end of a chapter. The dreams will be in italics. Sometimes the dreams will be someone else's. The dreams aren't always in chronological order. It could go from a day in high school where Nani and Henry are absolutely in love to a day that "love" is the last thing that crosses Henry's mind. In this chapter, Nani finally encounters Henry. Wish her luck.

When you look at me with your cinematic eyes, I wanna play the part but I forget the lines.

Our Song-The Spill Canvas

Nani stared at herself in the mirror, complacent defeat washing over her petite body. "You ready to go, Marcy?" she asked, glancing at her "niece".

"Mhmm. Aunt Nani, are you ok?" She cocked her head, brown ringlets of hair falling over one shoulder.

"I'm fine, honey." Her fake smile was almost convincing. "Let's just get to the store."

Marcy nodded. "Ok."She made her way to the shiny car in the driveway. Nani grabbed Dimitri's hand, leading him to the same car and buckling him into his car seat.

Plopping into her own seat, she started the car. The ride to the store was quiet. Marcy hummed softly to herself as she stared out the window. As their destination came into view, Marcy bounced in her seat.

"Can I get a toy?"

Nani nodded. "Of course."

Going into the store was even quieter than the ride there. As Marcy dug through the toys, a familiar laugh echoed throughout the store aisle. Nani glanced up.

"Henry?" she called, her eyes meeting with a muscular brunette.

Henry forced a smile. "Hey, Nani."

An awkward silence followed until Nani decided to speak. "How are things?"

Henry shrugged. "Great. You?"

Nani contemplated whether or not to tell him the truth. She opted not to. "Fine."

"That's good." His eyes wondered towards Dimitri. "Hey, lil man."

Dimitri smiled, shoving a fake frog toward his father. "Dada!"

Henry smiled before turning back to Nani. "Could I come over later? Maybe we could talk."

Nani shrugged. "I guess. I don't care."

"Well...see ya later."

"Yeah. Bye."

Henry ran his fingers through his hair, smiling at the black-haired woman in front of him. "Sorry it's so late. Couldn't get away from Michelle."

"It's fine." Nani motioned towards the living room. "Make yourself comfortable."

Slowly, Henry made his way into the familiar territory, remembering all that he had left behind for Michelle. "You look great."

"Thanks. I still try." Nani eased onto the couch, inwardly smiling as Henry sat beside her.

"How's everything?"

"Great. You?"

"Perfect. Michelle thinks she's pregnant."

Nani nodded. "That's great." She sucked the inside of her right cheek. "Do you remember the first time we went to the Snow Ball together? In eighth grade?"

The McMillan smile spread across Henry's face. "I sure do. The night I admitted that I loved you."

"I'd been prodding you to admit it for over a year. You never would."

"I was scared to. I thought you'd stop talking to me if I did."

Nani rolled her eyes. "I wanted you to say it. I melted in your arms when you said it."

"I remember that! I had to hold you up or we'd both fall."

The two chuckled, the memory bringing a lighter feeling to the room. "Why did it have to end?"

"What?"

"The love. The happiness...When we were together, things were perfect."

Henry shook his head. "I don't know."

Nani stared at him, her eyes flooding with tears. "My dad hated you. He still does."

"Why?"

"Cuz we're perfect together. Even he can see that."

Henry squeezed her hand gently, scooting closer to her. "I see it too."

"Then why can't you be with me?"

"I don't know, Nani. I just can't. I love you, though. Remember that."

She relaxed as Henry's lips found their way to hers. "I've always remembered that."