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Chapter 6

Author: Nico
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As I drive back, my mind is overwhelmed with thoughts of Dwight. I'd always imagined what it would be like to see him again—on those long, lonely nights when the ache of missing him became too much to bear.

In my mind, I pictured him pulling me into his arms, kissing me deeply, and never letting me go. He would tell me that he missed me and was never going to leave again.

Foolishly, I'd believed it. I had let him convince me, during our time together, that he was truly in love with me.

I was so stupid—naive, young, and foolishly in love. How could I have been so blind?

But today, when Dwight looked at me, it was as if I meant nothing to him. I feel the sting of his indifference all over again.

The truth was obvious now; Dwight had not been kidnapped, nor had he gotten into a ghastly car accident and died. Dwight had simply wanted nothing to do with me again and had left.

He hadn't been wrenched from my arms by death. Dwight had left of his own accord.

The urge to cry hits me, but I f
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