Elsie Riverstone was lying in bed, pondering over the aspects of her life. She had everything, everything except Brent. Since he had left, there was a hole in her heart, and she became the shell of the person she used to be. It was worse because Brent didn't have a phone, or any way to contact her. She often wondered if he missed her at all, or was he ready to forget everything.
Brent, on the other hand, was trying to forget, but how could he? How could he forget the girl who filled up his entire life? Some nights, they cried themselves to sleep, and others, they tried to somehow, tell each other how much they...