Brooklyn Matthew Caldwell never forgot about me. I know that now. And a part of me wants to give us a second chance. When Iâm in his arms, I feel sixteen again. He takes away my pain. But Iâm worried heâll 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 Iâm angry, I know Iâll love her now, as a Miller. But itâs about time I made her a Caldwell.