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The beach was everything Bree had hoped it would be and then some. Lying on a towel in her two-piece, watching the clouds trace across the sky, feeling the warm sea breeze while the relaxing scent of the ocean filled her lungs had Bree feeling calmer than she had in as long as she could remember, certainly since before she’d realized Trent was getting married. Seeing him that morning brought a new perspective to her. He was the same Trent he’d always been, her friend from high school, the one who always cheered her on, made her smile, knew her better than anyone else. The fact that she’d essentially lost five years of time she could’ve been spending with him made her heart ache. So they weren’t meant to be a couple? So what? Could they not still be friends? The bottom line was, she missed