“So, what will you do now?” Grant asked, standing and preparing to head for the door. “I’ll head back home…figure it out from there.” Something I wasn’t exactly excited to do. My fall fling had already tried to contact me, but I couldn’t bring myself to reply to her. I couldn’t imagine myself with anyone but Bexley, which was even more infuriating because she was out there living her best life—drinking, dancing, and not giving a fuck that she’d broken my heart. “Just be happy, man…you know that’s all anyone wants for you. You deserve that.” I knew I did; problem was, I had no idea how to get
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