Genevieve Glow has spent two years successfully hating Ezekiel Nixon. It’s easy—until it isn’t. Because Ezekiel isn’t just her ex; he’s her childhood best friend, her first love, and the boy who still lives right next door. With their friend groups tangled together, their windows facing each other, and a history neither of them talks about, avoidance is impossible. Especially when basketball games, late-night arguments, and mutual friends keep forcing them into the same orbit. Everyone in town remembers how perfect they were together. The problem is that neither of them has forgotten either.