Brooklyn Matthew Caldwell never forgot about me. I know that now. And a part of me wants to give us a second chance. When I’m in his arms, I feel sixteen again. He takes away my pain. But I’m worried he’ll never forgive me… Matt Brooklyn has always been mine. I loved her when she was a Sanders. I loved her when she was a Pruitt. And even though I’m angry, I know I’ll love her now, as a Miller. But it’s about time I made her a Caldwell.