On the rooftop, Daniel and I answer more love questions, talk about love, look into each other’s eyes, and the cheesiest stuff. Daniel goes to his interview a little late, and I hope the best for him. When I was waiting for him, all I kept thinking about was my family, and the deportation. It’s really hard keeping your hopes low, I always wonder how my mom does it. Daniel comes out the door, and I ask “What happened?” I imagined the worst, like he got into another fight. But, he tells me he loves me. “I love you” he says. It doesn’t matter if you say it back. I just want you to know it.” He tells me I can’t stay here. I’m so confused, is the building closing? He closes his eyes, and starts crying. His interview is my lawyer. He saw my file, and all my dads information. Oh God, this can’t be. Attorney couldn’t get the order overturned, but he said he could do it! I didn’t understand why this was happening, but I had a voicemail from his office. I couldn’t answer it right now. Daniel, and I continued our love questions on the subway back to my house. My final subway ride. It’s strange being in my neighborhood with Daniel. We get to my apartment, and open the door to my family. There is luggage everywhere. As Daniel sees my family, he watches me talk to my dad about his American dream, and how he can’t live in a fairy tale play anymore. We are getting deported in a couple hours, and I will miss America, almost as much as Daniel. We just met today, but he already met my family. We took a separate taxi from my parents to the airport, and held hands the whole ride. Before I boarded the plane, an “I love you,” came out of my mouth. I really fell in love with him today. After all, it was meant to be.