Unfinished Business

<p><span style=color: rgba(61 80 84 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>I haven't seen Miles Thatcher in years. Seven to be exact.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(61 80 84 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Not since the day we buried my best friend and his younger sister.</span></p><p></p><p><em style=color: rgba(61 80 84 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>A lot has changed since then.</em></p><p><span style=color: rgba(61 80 84 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)> </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(61 80 84 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>I'm now a college senior and no longer the innocent girl who once harbored a secret crush on my best friend's older brother. And Miles is no longer the sweet boy I fell head over heels for.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(61 80 84 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Now he's just another Manhattan alpha-hole with a huge bank account and an even bigger ego.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(61 80 84 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)> </span></p><p><em style=color: rgba(61 80 84 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>But one thing hasn't changed. </em></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(61 80 84 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>I'm still a fool who can't get over him. And he's still a man so blinded by grief that he can't see what's right in front of his eyes. </span><em style=color: rgba(61 80 84 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Me</em><span style=color: rgba(61 80 84 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(61 80 84 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Maybe we both have some unfinished business to resolve if we want to move forward. But letting go may mean losing my heart in the process.</span></p>