He left you. He's gone. And so are you. If life ever taught me anything, it's that nothing should be taken for granted. One moment... is all it takes to break a promise. Friendship becomes love. One second... is all takes to end a life. Love becomes pain. One distraction... is all it took to change our destiny. Pain becomes hate. One moment, one second, one distraction. Hate becomes all-consuming. I'm in love with my best friend and that one second changed everything...

We swore that we would never give up. Promised each other we would never let go. Yet, one letter six years ago is all it took to tear us apart. Six years of lies. Six years of losing control. Six years of hate. But now, I'm home, and I'm going to do everything I can to fix my mistakes. One look is all it takes for me to breathe freely again. One smile is all it takes for me to remember who we are. One kiss is all it takes to want it all back. I never stopped loving my best friend, and I must live with the regret of every second we've been apart. One look. One smile. One kiss. But is love enough to heal a shattered heart?

Someone once told me to never live with regrets. I tried. In every piercing look, I saw the truth. In every heartwarming smile, I found a friend. With every kiss, I fell in love. In every heartbreaking lie, I learned forgiveness. In every shattering mistake, I achieved redemption. With every moment of hate, I gained strength. Every moment became a memory I will cherish forever. But what if my one regret is being one second too late?