Getting over Hawke is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do.I couldn’t breathe, sleep, or eat. Every day was more agonizing than the one that followed. But somehow, after two years of suffering, I finally got back on my feet. And I moved on.Now I’m living in the city and running my own bakery. Life is good again. I’m surrounded by good friends that I love, and every day is even better than the last. Until everything changes.Now I have to face him after two years of silence. I have to look him in the eye and act like he has no effect on me. I have to hold my head high and pretend he didn’t shatter me into a million pieces. I have to act like he doesn’t mean a damn thing to me.Can I fool him? Can I fool myself?