r from a young age, growing up in a family that placed academic success and traditional career paths above all else. Born into a family of doctors, Trey was the odd one out-the dream

ss spirit and heart full

k of surgeries, treatments, and scientific breakthroughs. It was a world that both fascinated and suffocated Trey. He admired his parents' dedication, their desire to heal and help, but deep down, he knew it wasn't for

him in ways words could never do. His fingers would glide over the strings effortlessly, as though they were extensions of himself. The feeling was exhilarating-liberating. When he played, he wasn

y played at local cafes, small gatherings, and even school events. It was the one place he felt truly at home, more than anywhere e

join them in the esteemed world of medicine. But as Trey walked the halls of the medical school during his first year, surrounded by professors and students who were deeply passionate about their calling, he felt an overwhelming sense of d

ife. It wasn't that he didn't care about people-he did-but he knew his calling wasn't to cure their physi

and sent waves of disappointment through his family. But Trey had made up his mind. He would rather spend his life making music, touching people's hearts through song

allized his determination to carve his

oduction. It was here that he truly began to hone his craft. The environment at Berklee was electric-filled with other dreamers and creators who saw the world through a similar lens. It wasn

d countless rejections. But Trey wasn't someone who gave up easily. His perseverance paid off when he released his first single, which became an unexpected hit on the ind

el quickly gained a reputation for signing some of the most talented and diverse musicians in the industry. Trey took pride in helping young artists develop their sound

eed outside of the family's expectations. He had built something for himself, something that

hey had been drawn to each other like magnets-both ambitious, driven, and determined to succeed. But while they shared a deep connection, their lives moved at differen

e letting Trey's free spirit guide her. And Trey, with his deeply emotional nature, often felt shut out by Lucia's walls, walls she had b

lthough they had parted ways, he still found himself thinking about her more often than he would have liked. Today

here was any chance of reconnecting, at least on this day, which meant something to him. He had imagined finding her in her office, maybe a brief conversation where they co

terior. How could she just leave?

been a year, and even though their marriage had hit a rough patch, it still meant something to him. He ha

had been strained for months before the divorce. They had b

least professionally. But no amount of success could fill the void left by a love that had once been fierce and all-consuming. A