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My palms started getting sweaty in anticipation.

Then.

I realized something. He wasn’t coming towards me.

He was chasing her.

I stopped in my tracks.

The girl ran between two attractions, laughing as she looked over her shoulder.

He followed.

My smile vanished.

I watched.

He caught up to her.

His hand closed around her wrist.

My stomach dropped.

I stared.

He leaned toward her.

She laughed.

Did he just talk to her?

Actual words?

What other reason would she have to laugh.

After three fucking years, I haven’t gotten any words from him.

Something hot twisted in my chest.

I kept watching, I couldn’t stop myself if I tried.

He let the girl go.

She ran.

He followed.

Like this was nothing.

Like the two of them had done this a hundred times.

My jaw tightened.

My hand curled into fists.

The pure rage that coursed through me was unexpected and all I wanted to do was leave.

“Rave?”