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“Don’t you think I could be happy alone?”

“I do, but that’s not you.” She paused, as if she was considering the words to say. “Dillon, you will never be truly happy seeing the world through only your eyes.”

Sadly, she was right.

“Is that what you think?”

“That’s what I know. You’re naturally driven by love. Why do you think you haven’t been sleeping around with anyone?”

“Because I don’t want to.”

She scoffed. “No, because you want more. You want it to be pure. After how hard it’s been for you, who can blame you?”

“I have to go to the press room right now. I do my opening speech today.” The briefing wasn’t until the next hour but I needed to get away from this conversation. The more I listened to her speak, the more I thought about her words and I’d rather my thoughts be anywhere except there.

CHAPTER 6

Azzaria

“Abigail Ann!” I exclaimed.

“Azzy,” she said and rushed in for a hug. I melted in her arms. She always felt so safe.

“You look amazing. I’m so happy to see you.”

“Ah,” she sighed contentedly. “What can I say? Time away was great, but I missed you more. How’s it been?”

“It’s been pretty stable recently. I got an internship, and we’re finishing college soon,” I squealed.

“Finally,” she responded, and we made our way to the main office. “It’s been five long years.”

It was fun being on campus today, especially since it was like a ghost town. I didn’t hate the people at college, but the more people here meant longer waiting times and I wasn’t about that life. Patience isn’t my strong suit. However, I saw a few familiar faces and had a few good but short conversations.

“What’s new with you?” Abigail asked as we sat down for dinner.

“What do you mean?”

“It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to see how off you look and how everything seems to weigh on you. I may not be here as much as other people, but I can still tell when things aren’t so good with you,” Abigail empathized.

“Abi—”

“You don’t have to tell me because I can understand and respect your privacy, but don’t forget that I’m here for you, and whatever you need, I’ll try my best to be there. I love you.” My heart was full; she’d never even begin to understand how much I love our friendship.

“Thank you.”

“Now that we’re finished with the sappy stuff,” Abigail said and laughed, “how’s your internship going?”

“It’s not too bad. I’m the boss’ assistant.”

“Tell me more.”

“My boss has an ego problem and thinks he can be rude to anyone.”

“Sounds like he’s your type,” she joked.

“No.”

“Maybe?”

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