And I Love Her

Prologue

I remember that night in Madrid vividly.

After I left his apartment I got in a cab a block away and saw him still chasing after me. I told the driver to step on it and the last I saw of James was before the car turned the corner. We didn't speak for almost a year. Three months after that year I found him in the lobby of the Cosmo offices in New York waiting for me, hands in his pockets, rehearsing his "hello'" to me.

It was a long ten months after that, with the birthday parties, the wedding, Neymar, and so many other things. Over two years after I left Spain I finally got my happy ending.

But let me tell you about those two years.