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“Violet, co to see you for weeks He cah your door He got an asskicking froive him the silent treatment forever Besides, Darren says all this has to do with his forent”

I can’t believe what I’ “Are you on his side now?”

“Of course not!” Charlene’s expression softens “Honestly, Vi, I’ve never seen you so broken up about a guy Maybe it’s worth it to talk to hiet some closure”

This doesn’t make er, ever did Still, a huge part of me—which I hate, incidentally—doesn’t want closure My stupid heart is still in love with him, even if my head knows I shouldn’t be

“Can we not talk about Alex tonight? I want to get haet out of the cab

Char squeezes my shoulder “Whatever you want, Vi”

We snag a table and order a pitcher of , which makes conversation difficult At least I don’t have to talk about Alex, even if I can’t stop thinking about him

“Violet?”

The overpowering scent of cheap cologne singes uy “Hi, Fred”

“You reht it was you I haven’t seen you in a while” He stands there with his hands shoved in his pockets, nodding He’s an odd dude

“Yeah Ihe won’t ask questions about why I moved

The bobble-heading is contagious I have the urge to look at Charlene to see if she’s bobble-heading, too

“So, I, uh, read you and the hockey player aren’t a couple or anything” He kicks the leg of my chair while he stares at the top of the table