When I was 21, I spent the summer in Paris, France, with my best friend, Jung Wheein. I bought a one-way ticket there, thinking that was where I wanted to exist, where I could start over, where I could make a name for myself and where I could figure out the rest of my life. But I fell in love, hard, with a man I barely knew, in a country so unfamiliar. He was my first love, I'd say. My life shattered when my parents divorced, forcing me to go home and leave him behind. Neither Wheein nor I bl