She's not the one who got away-she's the one he never had the guts to pursue. Arielle likes that Asher sees beyond her neurodivergence to treat her like any other person-he's been her friend for twenty years because of it, not in spite of it. The teenage crush she had on the stocky boy next door has only grown as they have, and after he nearly kissed her at Thanksgiving... yeah, it's back, there's no denying. The problem? Every time she thinks she can finally tell him how she feels, that little voice inside her head convinces her she's reading the situation wrong-again. There are eight nights of Chanukah, but Arielle knows she won't get eight more chances to show Asher she feels the same. Can she overcome her insecurities before he writes this off as another missed connection?