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I smiled once the tower came into view. I've been away in Florida hiding from the cameras sense the day I turned eighteen. But now I'm home and moving in with Tony or in other words iron man. But I never really cared about the avengers.  In fact I'm emotionally dead. I never told Tony but I was proposed to and on the day of our wedding he ran off with my best most trusted friend. I never forgave her. But now I have the chance to start again here in New York. The cab jerked to a stop making me hit my head hard. "Ow." I said as I glared at the driver before giving him the money and getting out to get my bags. I ignored his help and carried my bags to the lobby of the tower ready for my new beginning.