You and Iain had been the most cliched of stories: childhood best friends who fell in love once you were teenagers, spending the better part of high school hand in hand. You could look into his hazel eyes for hours, could spend eternity in his embrace. That was, until a friend told you he'd cheated on you with her. You never gave him a chance to explain himself, blocking him on everything and ignoring every attempt to reach out. But Iain swore when he was 5 that he'd marry you, and he meant it.