I felt like a nervous teen out on our first date again. Except instead of the beach, we were in a park—and this time, I was at her mercy instead of her at mine.
“Do you miss us? As a couple." With her last word, her eyes met mine.
“Every day."
“I have a confession to make." The sheepish look on her face made my stomach flop, and not in a good way. “I thought when I saw you again that I wouldn't love you anymore."
I hadn't expected that. Neil had been right, or Hannah—whoever.
“I knew my heart would know. This may sound dumb, but I argued with my head and my heart for weeks before I left. My heart longed to stay with you; my head insisted I go. In the end, I convinced myself this would be best for both of us."
“How could leaving someone you love be best for either of us?" There was n
