"Feeling like losing you showed me how to be lonely."

Kaitlyn walked back home, her hair covering her face. "Its cause you moved on, Kaitlyn." Moved on? She didn't know how to move on. Nobody could hold her the way he held her. Nobody could make her feel the way he made her feel. His hidden sass, his shy romantic gesture, his kisses...how could she forget how his kisses felt? Had she been so blinded by her hurt pride she hadn’t recognized the one man she wanted? Or had she willed herself to forget? She shook het head and opened the door to the house. "Kaitlyn. We have been waiting."...