First loves aren’t meant to last forever. At least, that’s what I kept telling myself when Ethan walked out of my life.
I built a life without him, not by choice, not at first, anyway. But since then, I’ve done everything in my power to move on. From Tacoon. From the old me. From the memories that tied us together. From him.
And yet, seeing him again has awakened something in me I thought was long gone—and oh, that’s dangerous. Because he’s still the only one who’s ever felt like home. Even now. Even when it shouldn’t.
And that’s the cruelest part.
Some loves never leave us. No matter how much time passes. No matter how much it hurts. Even when you know you can’t hold onto them.
