Erik Williams may be back in my life, but I don't have to let him back into my heart. I may look calm, but on the inside I'm losing it. See that guy playing the piano on stage up there? Auditioning for the competition I'm supposed to win? Playing at my school like he belongs here? I knew him back in high school. Scratch that. I was desperately in love with him in high school. And the same hands that draw magic from...