London's Knightsbridge.

An exclusive residential and retail district in West London, Knightsbridge is home to many expensive shops, including the department stores Harrods and Harvey Nichols, and flagship stores of many British and international fashion houses.

"Something bothering you, Mr. Adrian?"

A middle-aged man wearing a shiny black hat, white gloves and a chauffeur's suit asked his ginger-haired client sitting in the passenger seat.

Staring out the window, the hustle and bustle of London reminded him of how pointless everything seems right now.

After the ordeal in the two-starred Michelin restaurant 'Marcus', he called a private hire operator to request a chauffeured car to send him to Heathrow Airport.

On a whim, he spent close to £300.

After a while, Adrian asked the chauffeur.

"Have you ever had invested so much into someone, and they turned on you at the end?"

Working as a private hire chauffeur for more than twenty years, Bryan Collins immediately knew that his client just went through a failed relationship.

His palms, covered in a pristine white gloves gripped the cream-coloured leather steering wheel.

"I would be lying if I had said yes, sir."

Heh. How could he understand...Adrian snickered in his heart.

Reading the body language and how Adrian averted his eyes away from him, Bryan immediately knew what he was thinking.

"Twenty years ago, I lost my wife to cancer."

"Before I met her, I was still a bumbling young lad, hopping on-and-off in between jobs."

"I met her when I was delivering food for a local restaurant in Kensington. She was this noble Young Miss from a prominent family. It was love at first sight."

Bryan's story caught Adrian's attention.

"We had hit it off immediately. After several months of seeing each other, I picked up the courage to ask for her hand in marriage."

Bryan told him, that his wife's family was against them being together. Status and wealth meant everything for an elite family.

After a few unresolvable disagreements, his wife decided to disinherit herself from her family. She had left her life of comfort for the man she loved.

After giving birth to their only daughter, she fell ill and she left the world a few years later.

"As the person she invested in, I felt like my world has ended when she passed away."

"She was my everything. She has helped me land a job as a chauffeur and made me into what I am today."

"Whenever I felt like giving up on life, I always turn to the one thing that both of us has invested: our daughter."

Adrian apologised on his unresponsiveness earlier. Bryan told him that he totally understands, and part of his job is to make his client's journey to their destination a comfortable and memorable one.

The drive to Heathrow Airport took approximately about 30 minutes.

Both Bryan and Adrian has a deep, meaningful chat about their life experiences, stories and aspirations.

...

"Mr.Adrian, you still have a very bright future ahead. God works in a mysterious way...and I believe you'll meet your destined person along the way."

Bryan and Adrian shook hands, parting ways.

It was 8.06 PM.

Adrian found himself in from of Terminal 2, the Queen's terminal. The shiny black signboard sone in front of him, prompting his legs to enter the airport.

The cold air brushes along his pale face, and revealed a modern structured airport interior made up of shiny silver pillars and glass-covered roofs.

"Hi. Do you have any flights to Rome?"

Following his drastic actions, leaving everything he has back home in San Diego, California...his parents were concerned for their son.

They texted with each other, with Adrian assuring his parents that he's not going to do anything stupid.

As parents, they could only soothe his broken heart and watch over him overcoming his dilemma.

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