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

together, my heart still refusing to settle. After a few quiet moments, Jamie finally spoke. “Juvenile detention wasn’t easy.” I lowered my eyes. “I can only imagine.” “But it wasn’t forever.” “I know.” “When I got out, I realized something important.” “What?” “I had spent my whole life believing everyone else had already decided who I was going to continue reading …