12 Years After My Divorce, I Ran Into My First Love—And What Happened When Our Eyes Met Took My Breath Away

at him. “What?” He grinned. “Our initials.” Then he wrapped his arms around me. “Promise me you’ll go to college.” “I can’t leave you.” “You have to.” “I love you.” “I love you too.” Those were the last peaceful words we ever got to share.

Jamie accepted full responsibility. Because he was already eighteen, the court handled continue reading …