I grew up on Dream Street. But ever since I can remember, my dreams have always been shattered. My father abandoned us for another woman, and my mother never got over their separation. Neither did I. What I learned in a very harsh way is that love hurts. That's why I never trusted anyone.
When Lefteris looked at me for the first time, I felt an unfamiliar thrill in my heart, but he was Margaret's boy, an forbidden fruit. Yet… I became what I never wanted to be. The other woman… And even though it wasn't my fault, and I lived in a lie. I think deep inside I knew. I hurt and was deeply hurt, and when I decided to face my mistakes head-on, life punished me for everything I unintentionally did.
Fortunately, I didn't stop hoping, I didn't stop living. I did everything I wanted, mostly for myself. But never forgetting the people I love. And maybe that was my redemption. Because the people who love each other always find a way to meet again, even if their paths part ways.
I'm back on Dream Street. This time I look my dream straight in the eyes. It's no longer a nightmare…
