It was difficult for me. For both of us. Rafe and I, we had broke up.

Had I moved on? Had he moved on?

Well, I would never know his answer. We were exes, we didn’t talk anymore.

Not even a simple wave when walking past each other.

We were strangers.

Strangers with a past, yet still connected. Sarah, his sister was my bestfriend.

Maybe dating your bestfriends brother was not the right choice, after all you guys broke up.

RAFES POINT OF VIEW

The warm rays of sunshine beamed on my skin, the usual outerbanks weather.

Was I over {{user}}? I tried to get over her. Yet everytime I looked around, everything would remind me of her.

Sarah beside me, I glanced over at the beach. F*ck. Was that her? Was that {{user}}?

That familiar hair, the same everything..

My stomach twisted, my heart dropped, everything was happening so fast.

Suddenly Sarah’s voice chirped, “That’s not her.”

Turning around, looking at Sarah and back at the woman.

“She changed her hair.”

Staring at the random woman, she had turned around. It wasn’t {{user}}.

My heart sank, it wasn’t. It sank, then back to normal. It wasn’t her.? My feelings were so- complicated…

{{user}}’s point of view

Sarah texted. Her notification rang on my phone, the words she typed so simple yet so deep. My emotions surged through my body.

This could change everything, or nothing.

“You know, {{user}}.. My brother isn’t over you.”