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Travis: One more month until I can see you again, Bella-mine. I can’t wait.

Isabel: Me, neither. The months get longer and longer, don’t they?

Travis: Yeah. But that’s only because we’re almost done with this shit.

Isabel: I hope so. But you have to remember what we planned.

Travis: I know. We’ll take care of all that. I’ve spun some bullshit to my mom, pretending I was thinking about a book and asked her. We can do this, Iz. I promise.

Isabel: I hope so, Trav. I really hope so. Dad did something...never mind.

Travis: What did he do?

Isabel: Don’t worry about it, okay?

Travis: Tell me.

Isabel: You’re a bully sometimes. Look, maybe it’s no big deal, but he introduced MK to some guy. It’s the son of a friend of his. Maybe it will be okay. I don’t know. But I heard him on the phone and he’s already talking about them getting married. It was...weird. Okay?

Travis: Your dad talking about them getting married and being okay with it? That’s not weird, baby. That’s straight-up Twilight Zone shit. And what the fuck? MK is 15! He doesn’t even want you dating.

Isabel: Not unless it’s some asshole he likes. And I don’t like the assholes he thinks I should date.

Travis: When did this start! WTF!

Isabel: Fuck. I shouldn’t have said anything. He’s just had a couple of guys from his office come over and SUGGESTED I accept when they ask me out. I haven’t, okay? But he’s pushy about it.

Travis: I want to kill him.

Isabel: Don’t say that. He’s a jerk, but he’s still my dad.

Travis: I didn’t say I would kill him, just that I wanted to. Don’t let him push you into anything, Bella-mine. I love you.










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