Present.

Montrose, NY

Evan stared at the moon. He couldn't sleep. He heard this voice as if someone was calling out to him. He knew that the voice must've been his parents'. And he intended to follow it. Even if he had to run away from the orphanage, he would. He continued to walk, or ran away from the orphanage, following the music he heard. He looked up above in the sky and the moon told him to follow it.

I know they're out there somewhere. I don't know where the music comes from.

But it's what I hold on to. And I can't let go.

Somewhere inside me, I know that they always wanted me.

Maybe they just got lost.

Eleven years earlier.

New York, NY.

Louis was sad for months. He waited and waited everyday by the arch at Washington Square Park. Somehow, he hoped that someday he would see his Lyla again. But he never did. He couldn't believe that Lyla actually left him like that. He thought that there was something special between them.

Marshall felt really sorry for his younger brother. He never thought that the girl named Lyla could change his brother's life. He was deeply in love with her. "You can't give up your life over some girl, Louis!"

"But she's not just a girl, man! I love her!"

"Love her? Louis, you don't even know her! You only spent one night with her! That was it! Alright? Now, go get ready. We have a rehearsal for tonight's concert. Do not blow this one off, you understand?"

The band is gonna play the song he wrote for Lyla. He wrote the song while waiting for her at the park. This song meant the whole world for him. It really sounded ridiculous when he told his brother that maybe Lyla would found him when she heard this song. "Baby bro, life isn't a fairy tale. Fate gives you no mercy." Louis didn't care about all that. All he ever wanted was to find Lyla.

I've been sitting watching life pass from the sidelines,

Been waiting for a dream to seep into my blinds,

I wonder what might happen if I left this all behind,

Would the wind be at my back?

Could I get you off my mind?

This time…

Nothing happened. Lyla was nowhere to be found. Maybe Lyla wasn't his princess after all. Louis had this dream about them being together for the rest of their lives. But it was impossible now that she's gone.

He gave up. What's the point? He's never gonna see her. He's just wasting his time. He gave up on Lyla, he gave up on hope, and he gave up on music. "What's the point of singing, Marshall? She's not gonna hear me. I'm leaving the band, I'm sorry Marshall."

"Don't quit on us Louis." He can't continue living like this anymore. Living with a life that was filled with nothing but pain, sorrow and sadness to his poor heart. He needed space and to be alone for awhile. "I'm sorry, I cannot do it man!"

"No, Louis, listen to me!"

"No!!! I'm leaving!"

"Where are you gonna go, man?"

"Would you just let me go, man? Would you just let me go?"

"Hey, Louis…"

"Arghh…!!!" Louis was already screaming on the top of his voice. Then he left…

Lyla felt so bad about leaving Louis without telling him the truth. Louis must've thought that she didn't care. If she could, she would find Louis and tell him how much she wanted to see him. How much she cared for him, and to tell him how she felt for him. But of course, it was impossible. Lyla knew nothing of him. She had nothing from him, not even a single picture. The only thing she had was the sweet and bitter memories of him. That was until she found out that she was pregnant.

It was joyful and horror news for her. If dad founds out about this…she couldn't even think about it. She had no idea what her dad might do to her baby. He might even hurt him, and she wasn't gonna let that happen. So, she left her dad and lived with Lizzie. She waited Louis by the arch every day when she was pregnant, but she never had the chance to see him.

She had no idea of how Louis would react on this as well. Would he be happy? Or would he left and take no responsibility? But, by the way Louis looked when she left him that day, she could see the soreness of his heart that reflected in his eyes. And she believed that Louis would be very happy to become a father.

She kept the news a secret from her dad for months until one day when Thomas showed up in Lizzie's front door. "Oh my God! Lyla! What happened to you?"

"Dad? What are you doing here? Please, I don't…I don't want you here. Just go away!"

"Lyla, listen to me. We need to talk, okay. We need to talk about…this."

"Dad, there's nothing to talk about!"

"Yes, there is!"

"No! There isn't, dad!"

"Lyla, what if we go someplace else, and we talk about this okay. We talk. Just talk. Nothing else, I promised. Please?"

"Is this the reason why you left?" Thomas was so angry. Not at his daughter, but at the man who knocked her up! He had ruined his daughter's life! He had ruined her career! And where is this guy now? Run away? Not taking responsibility? How dare he do this to his daughter! As soon as he found out who this guy was, well…let just say that he and his child will walk away from their lives forever.

"Yes. I don't want you to know."

"Why not? Because you know this is gonna happen, right?" He didn't care about this child Lyla's carrying. He has to go. "Lyla, if you told me about this sooner, it wouldn't have been a problem. We could just go to the hospital and had an abortion!"

"What? Abortion? Dad, I want this child!"

"Why would you? This child is going to ruin your life! Your career!"

"He's gonna ruin mine, or yours dad?

"Ours. Lyla, do you realize that you're gonna give your life up just to raise a child? I mean, everything you've given up, everything I've given up, for what? For a child whose father was a jerk?"

"You know nothing of him, dad!"

"So do you! Do you know what I mean, Lyla? I mean, where are we gonna put the baby after he was born?"

"Dad, I'm not giving him up for adoption!"

"You have to! You know nothing about raising a child! And what about this boy? He's not here now! He's not here now!" That's it! She couldn't take it anymore. She don't want to hear all this nonsense! It was a bad idea to talk to dad about this. "Lyla! Where are you going?"

Lyla was running away from her dad. She shut her ears. She didn't want to listen to him anymore. She didn't want to listen to anything. That's why she didn't heard the sound of a car coming fast and hit her.

The last thing she remembered was the voice of the doctors in the operation theater. "We have a fetal distress…Baby's heart rate is falling…it's falling…" Then she saw a bright light before she disappeared with Louis' face in her mind.

"Ms. Novacek?" said Dr. Clarkson.

"How's my daughter? Is she alright?"

"Yes, Mr. Novacek. She's in a perfect health. So is the baby."

"The baby survived?"

"Yes, Mr. Novacek. Congratulations, you just have yourself a healthy grandson. We had difficulties on saving him earlier, but he stabilized and he's perfect. Where's the father? We need him to fill up some forms."

"Um…he's not here. I don't know who or where he is."

"I understand. Then, you should come with me and fills up the forms yourself."

"Listen, Dr., is there any chance to give him up for adoption?"

Lyla woke up and she felt something different. Her abdomen was really hurt and she was very shocked and terrified when she realized she wasn't pregnant anymore. She felt so empty. She turned over and found her dad looking at her with sympathy. What happened? Where's my baby? Where is he? Lyla looked at the empty baby cradle with such worried.

"I'm sorry. He…he's gone."

Gone? What do you mean gone? "Gone?"

"Lyla…" before Thomas could finish, she turned around and closed her eyes. I'm sorry Lyla. I have to do this. I'm doing the right thing. I don't have a choice. I hope you forgive me.

In the babies ward, one male infant reacted to the sound of the music from the music box more than the other infants in the ward. Somehow the music stopped him from crying and helped him moved his hand following the rhythm of the music as if he was conducting a symphony. The tag on his foot stated:

Name: B/O Lyla Anne Novacek

D.O.B: 12.17.1995

T.O.B: 02.22