Two years after ending a four-year relationship with Jude Mercer, {y/n} has moved on. Henry is loving, dependable, funny—and everything with him just works. Then a four-day destination wedding in Portugal puts her in the same place as Jude for the first time since their breakup. Jude is still impulsive, infuriating and painfully familiar. Henry is still wonderful. Nobody cheated. Nobody was the villain. And nobody gets to decide what {y/n} feels now. Sometimes the hardest love to forget isn’t the one that hurt the most. It’s the one you once felt too fucking loudly.

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