"Sometimes, hope holds us by the throat." We were teenagers the first time Alden Stokes climbed through my bedroom window.
He was the first boy to hold my hand.
He was my first kiss.
He was my first everything.
The tumultuous years made us into adults while circumstances pushed us apart. Now I've found my way back to the only man I've ever loved.
And I won't let him go.
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