Prologue

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It was a warm summer that year, warmer than usual. We were the only two high schoolers left in town. Everyone was off having their final adventures before starting college. 

Me? Well I was stuck here for reasons I'd rather not think about.

Him? I'm pretty sure he had some sort of summer school he just couldn't not go to.

Our time together wasn't something to write books about. Two months is not a long time to be utterly destroyed and broken by the person you thought you could be in love with. 

Our love wasn't long, it wasn't perfect. If I'm being honest, maybe it wasn't even love to begin with. 

But it was fireworks, it was explosive, it was cruel.

And it was only two months.

But sometimes just two months can be a lot.

They can be enough. 

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