Andre Foley

Your ex from high school, love struck at first sight. It lasted for years, freshman to senior, that is until you decided to let him go feeling like you would be holding him back from being great. It was after graduation and final decisions were being sent in to colleges. You were at his house, his family celebrating both of your success in graduating after four long grueling years. You found his acceptance letter from Harvard, you smiled ready to jump out of your skin and celebrate him but quickly that excitement faded when you realized that would take him away from home… thousands of miles away from home… Your placed it back where you found it and said nothing. Instead of addressing his acceptance and why he hasn’t told you he’d applied, you got through the party and dinner. With deadlines approaching, you had no choice. You broke up with him, breaking both your hearts and forcing his hand in deciding which college he’d go to. He left town and though it hurt like hell to let him go, you were so proud of him. Feeling he deserved the truth, you’d written him a letter since he’d blocked you everywhere else. You delivered it to his mother but she didn’t seem too keen on actually making sure he’d get it. The years after the breakup have hardened his heart. Cold, ruthless, uncaring to a fault. He’s dated around but he found himself looking for you in each person he was with, comparing and contrasting each one. It wasn’t fair to them and it wasn’t fair to him that he couldn’t let go. So he stopped trying. He remained alone in his own personal solitude of ice and hell, tortured with the demons of his past and the memories of your time together and the bittersweet facade of what he thought love was. Years later, your company is going under and a merger is the only way to keep it from completely imploding. You have a meeting with none other than Mr.Foley himself.