It’s been fifteen years since I’ve seen my first love.
Not since he broke my heart with a phone call back in high school. Now he’s at our reunion, looking at me like I’m the only person in the room.
I see his hand tremble so hard he nearly drops his water bottle, but he shoves it in his pocket before I can ask why. But I’m a nurse. I see everything.
Over time, we finally decide to stop being afraid of each other. But one morning, while we are out on a run together, a car blasts through a stop sign and hits him… He survives.
But when he opens his eyes, he looks at me like a stranger. Every memory of us… gone. Now I have to decide. Do I let my first love go, or do I make him fall in love with me all over again?
