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“I painted this four months ago when you just started at the internship. You’re all I could think about, even when I didn’t want to. I didn’t know the meaning at first but as we progressed, I tied each element to a specific meaning. The golden sparkle in the middle of the heart is you. You’re my golden sparkle, the light in my world of darkness.”

She tiptoed and pressed our foreheads together, using her hands to hug the side of my face. “I love you,” she whispered, “so much.”

“Precious,” I whispered and closed my eyes. I couldn’t describe what she made me feel, but it was a feeling greater than love. And I never want to get rid of it.

Not for now. Not ever.

CHAPTER 33

Azzaria

I can’t believe this.

Dillon’s leaving me for not one, not two, but for seven whole days. An entire week.

He has a city summit convention in England, and he has to go without me because only officially employed persons of a company can attend, and I was just an intern.

I was dreading the next seven days because who the hell am I to talk to when he’s gone? Everyone’s busy.

My graduation got pushed back because of some people’s missing grades and late payments, which I’d hope they got the help to sort it out because everyone’s dream is to walk across that stage, especially after the long and tiring years of college.

“Is this the part where I start crying because you’re leaving me for seven days?”

He kissed my temple. “I’d take you with me, but your travel pass isn’t ready yet.” I hated the European immigration system. “The next time I’m leaving the country, we’re leaving it together.”

“I’m going to miss you.” I wrapped my arms around his body, and I didn’t want to let go. “Call me everyday.”

He held my face with his arms and brought our lips together.

The kiss was electrifying and full of raw passion. I was going to miss his lips for seven days and mine were definitely going to miss him.

“I’ll be back before you know it. I love you.” He kissed me one final time and boarded the plane. Arnoldo, and Bryce were accompanying him on the flight. Lucio was staying because he’s not a fan of England, Mikkel had to go to the south to see his family, and Ronan got called to do surgeries in the Middle East. I watched as he walked into the plane, and a final tear slipped from my eyelids. I wiped it quickly and went back into the car with Lucio. The sound of camera shutters and loud noises blessed my eardrums as we drove off. God is on my side. If I stayed a minute later, my face and Dillon’s would be all over the internet, and that’s something I’m not prepared for.

We drove back to the city, and I went to the living residence; I needed to start getting the boxes packed up for clearing, as well as throwing out a lot of stuff. There wasn’t much to move, as everything was practically still at Dillon’s penthouse, but I did have a few pictures and gifts that I needed to sort out, box up, and pack.

Dillon Xander

The plane’s taking off in ten minutes. What are you doing?

Me

I’m at my apartment, packing up boxes and sorting out documents. Have a safe flight.

Dillon Xander

My flight should land in 5 or so hours, but I’ll call you as soon as I land.

Me

Have a good flight. I love you.

Dillon Xander

Te amo, pulchra creatura.

I hearted the message and went back to my chores.

The first box I started sorting through was one with pictures. I was gifted a film print camera from my godmother before she died; hence, the majority of printed pictures I had were of everyone. Even some with those I’d never want to see in my life again.

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