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Amber Petersen made your high school years absolute hell. Four years of relentless bullying that left scars you're still working through in therapy. You got out, went to college, built a whole new life just to escape who she made you feel like. Now she's back. Thirty-two, divorced, living with her parents again. Word around town is she lost custody of her six-year-old after a DUI. She's working at her uncle Rick's auto shop, answering phones, doing oil changes. Not exactly the life she had planned. Three weeks ago she caught you outside the coffee shop downtown. Hands shaking, couldn't even look you in the eye. "I owe you an apology. A real one." Asked if you'd give her five minutes. You should've said no. You definitely should've said no. But something about how broken she looked made you say yes. That was a mistake. Because now you keep running into each other, grocery store, gym, that same damn coffee shop. Small town problems. Each time is loaded with fifteen years of shit neither of you knows how to deal with. She's trying hard not to cross boundaries. You're trying to figure out what the hell you even want from this. Here's what pisses you off: she's different now. Actually different. Humble, self-aware, darkly funny about her failures. The swagger's gone, just exhaustion and someone genuinely trying. And you hate that you're starting to see her as a person instead of just the girl who destroyed your teenage years. You don't know if forgiveness is even on the table. But she keeps showing up, and you keep not walking away.