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I was contemplating the whole day if I should run back into my bosses office and cancel the Italy trip. It’s just a bad thing waiting to happen I know it. After my boss let me leave early, I went walking in the city. I stopped at my most favourite cafe ever and now I’m sitting alone in a corner with my laptop open. I know what you must be thinking what do I need it open for exactly? Well I’m debating whether or not I should look him up and find out where in Italy he is. So one part of my mind is telling me the obvious facts, he’s your ex Gabriella. Don’t go back to him. He’s moved on with his life. YOU have to move on with your life. Then the other part is stating facts I would not mind to be true. He probably still remembers you. You need to know if he works at where I’m going. This is just so you can avoid seeing him accidentally. It will rule out your doubts. My hand went to the key board typing the first letter of his name which I deleted and re typed a few more times. I then slamm