it was a misty morning. Ivanka had not slept the whole night, she only wept. after she caught her boyfriend, jay cheating on her she couldn't stop crying. as she got into her bmw x5 that jay had bought her she broke down in tears. when she looked down at her phone it was a billion missed calls from jay. she hated him, she fucking hated him. as she pulled up at starbucks she spotted a gray bmw 7series that looked like jays. when she looked through the widow she saw a messy dark brown haired guy. it was jay. it appeared he was crying.