Leo had been my best friend when we were five, and I never forgot his promise to come back for me. When a familiar man finally walked into my bakery 20 years later, I believed fate had kept that promise — until he stopped our wedding before the vows.
When I was five years old, Leo was my entire world.
We lived three houses apart on a quiet street.
Our mothers used to joke that they barely had to raise us because we were always raising each other.
