“It’s over,” Mischa said. She and Ben were walking down the beach as the moon was rising over head.

“Yeah, Adam said the same thing,” Ben replied. Ben could feel the gold promise ring on Mischa’s finger as he held her hand. “You think they ever had a chance?”

Mischa was silent for while before she said, “Maybe. I don’t know.”

“I don’t get it,” Ben said. “How can they be so miserable and we haven’t even had our first fight, fingers crossed.” Ben said crossing his fingers.

Mischa laughed, “You want to get that over with?”

“Hell no,” Ben laughed again. They held each other as the moon casted a blue-ish glow around them. “I can tell you one thing, despite the hell Rache and Adam have put us through these past 3 months, I know meeting you is like my own little heaven, and if this is heaven, you are my Angel.” Mischa stopped and wrapped her arms around Ben’s neck as she kissed him.

They both fell to the ground laying in the sand as they kissed and held each other under the light of the moon.