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Riley's POV

I loved how the wind went through my hair, the burning in my calves as I ran if I was in a marathon. It felt great not to have anything tying you—no attachments or anything.

It was a habit for me to take early morning runs when I had a lot on my mind, but actually, I was avoiding Zack. I slowed down my pace gradually until I stopped by the beach—touching my lips as I remembered yesterday's kiss—my third kiss.

I closed my eyes as I felt the ghost of his lips on mine—the butterflies swarmed in my stomach as my mind recreated the feeling of his soft lips on mine. My heart was falling all over again, and I… I don't know what to do.

I don't understand my heart anymore.

My phone rang, and I opened my eyes, looking at the scenery ahead of me for a few seconds before grabbing my armband. I took the phone out—Lara's name flashed on the scre