Dear Oliver...Love, Bella
Dear Oliver...I hate you.Love,Bella*"I wish..." he struggled for a minute, then he seemed to give up, his shoulders slumping. "I wish goodbyes didn't exist.""Good one. I wish I could eat red velvet cake for the rest of my life."It was a stupidly superficial wish to make right after what he'd said, but I couldn't possibly say what I really wished for. I would protect myself that much."You can," Bennett said, smiling again. "Just ask my mom to teach you how to make it.""And give my husband the first piece?""Yeah. Lucky."*Bennett cut Bella off four years ago, right after she'd moved states away with her family. They'd been best friends, twin flames if such a thing existed.When Bennett's dad dies, they reunite at his funeral, and it's obvious Bennett's changed.Bella decides it's time to put old ghosts to rest-literally and figuratively-and get over the hurt Bennett caused her.But her parents have another thing in mind when they go home by themselves and tell Bella that she's staying with Bennett and his mother for the summer.Now Bella has two questions she wants answered: Why did her best friend cut her off?And how do we live when we know someday we'll die?…