Reunited “friends-to-lovers” Contemporary New Adult Romance
“He took my world by storm with four simple words ‘I’m your new neighbor.’ I was only five at the time, but I couldn’t look away from the older boy staring at me through the hole in our back yard fence. In my mind, he was mine from that moment, but I knew that could never happen.
When I was fifteen, I learned that things that should never happen can sweep in and rip your entire life to shreds.
I lost everything.
I lost him….”
Six years after tragedy changed Cassie’s life forever, she continues to yearn for that one thing that will make her feel whole–the boy she was taken away from. The boy who had stood by her side and defended her at every turn. The boy whose shoulder she cried on when her parents died, after her sister committed suicide, during her testimony against her brother-in-law.
With her past a heavy burden that sits on her chest, threatening to suffocate her every night, she somehow finds the strength to go back and face it. To finally go back and find the man who might make her heart beat again and ease the dead pain she feels inside.
But six years can change people, and their relationship can never be the same.
Even with two little words—two innocent words—the little girl from next door could wrench my heart. Life had taken so much out of her—so much away from her. Leaving me to stand by through all of it. Watching with no idea how to help. I don't know what it was about her that had always tugged at me. She had a constant place under my skin, and it wasn't all that unpleasant—until I had to watch her quietly suffer.
I squeezed her shoulder and she pressed into my side.
Say something, I thought. Anything. But what words did I have for her that wouldn't just stir up bad memories?
I drew her to the driver's door, unlocked it and pushed it open, helping her up into the cab. She certainly wasn't the same little girl anymore—not the scrawny teenager.
Everything about her bewildered me to no end. It was worse now, but not new at all.
How was I supposed to feel about a girl who was almost five years my junior? The girl I'd always protected because I had a soft spot for her. She’d been a constant fixture in my life for almost eleven years, and then, when the worst had struck, she was simply gone.
I wanted to know why she’d come back to find me. Why it had taken six years.
On the other hand, I didn’t want any of that to matter. I just wanted to concentrate on keeping her now that I had her back.
I squeezed her shoulder and she pressed into my side.
Say something, I thought. Anything. But what words did I have for her that wouldn't just stir up bad memories?
I drew her to the driver's door, unlocked it and pushed it open, helping her up into the cab. She certainly wasn't the same little girl anymore—not the scrawny teenager.
Everything about her bewildered me to no end. It was worse now, but not new at all.
How was I supposed to feel about a girl who was almost five years my junior? The girl I'd always protected because I had a soft spot for her. She’d been a constant fixture in my life for almost eleven years, and then, when the worst had struck, she was simply gone.
I wanted to know why she’d come back to find me. Why it had taken six years.
On the other hand, I didn’t want any of that to matter. I just wanted to concentrate on keeping her now that I had her back.
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