Prologue

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** Evan's P.O.V. **

As the car drove through the town, I stared at the raindrops on the window and clutched a bracelet in my hand.

Since I found out we were moving back to this place, I only thought of one person. My best friend, my only friend and my only crush. I couldn't wait to see her again... hopefully. In my hand I played with the bracelet that we both had and wondered if she would ever remember me.

I must admit, I had changed a lot, but hopefully not too much. In the same way, I hope she didn't change too much either.

Deep down, all I cared about was if she still remembered me... if she still loved me.

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