B.V, A.V

Her name was Veronica, and she was the first woman I ever saw.

At least, that’s how it seemed. My life had an obvious midpoint from the second I met her, B.V and A.V.

Although thankfully for me, After Veronica didn’t mean that my life after that point was without her. Because for some stranger reason, she viewed her life as two acts, ‘Act One: The Prologue’ was pre-meeting me.

I know it’s sappy and cliché to say that we were happy together and all that, but…

Her name was Veronica, and she was the last person I ever saw.