Two years ago I was nothing like I am now. My hair was always a mess, I wore baggy clothes, I avoided human interaction and humans avoided me. Not to sound like a sob, but the 100 percent honest reason he left me was because I wasn’t beautiful enough. He didn’t only see me. He noticed exactly who I was. He doesn’t look the same either. He’s taller, he’s gotten a tan, he’s gotten broad shoulders, and he smokes. Tucked right behind his left ear was a camel.  And suddenly planted on his face was a great smile, showing his perfect teeth, lighting up his knee-weakening blue eyes. Aylin? Is that you? No way! Yeah, he knew. I wanted to run. I wanted to just get the coffees and go.  I couldn’t stand being near him. So why did I answer him? “Yeah, hi Owen. Long time no see.” He asked if I was busy. Why did I say no? He took my hand in his. Why didn’t I let go? Want to see my car? The backseat is huge. Why didn’t I run? He led me into the leathered backseat of his black mustang convertible. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it into the front seat. “I think I should go actually. I’m supposed to be getting coffee fo-“ He clamped his strong hand over my mouth, then he locked the doors. The tinted windows made the outside world oblivious to what was happening in that car.