Toying with Her

It's said you never forget your first.

She was my childhood best friend. We were inseparable. We kept each other's secrets and grew up knowing we would always be there for one another.

In the most devastating moment of our lives, we shared our grief--and found comfort in each other's arms. Somehow, the worst day became the best night.

And then she left.

I've never forgotten her. I've tried but couldn't. My only consolation is the memory of one perfect night.

Now, ten years later she walks back...