Lily's POVThursday evening, after securing the lender extensions, I sat in my apartment staring at Rafael's contact on my phone.We hadn't spoken since that awful night at Martinez Art Supplies when he'd confessed his feelings and I'd broken his heart.I missed him more than I'd expected to miss anyone.Missed his easy laughter and the way he understood my art without me having to explain.Missed having someone in my life who knew me before Thompson Enterprises consumed everything.Before I could overthink it, I typed out a message: I know you asked for space, but I miss my friend. Can we talk?Three dots appeared, then disappeared, and then reappeared.Finally, his response came: Come to the studio. I'm working late.Twenty minutes later I walked into Martinez Art Supplies and found Rafael in the back corner painting something dark and moody."Hey." My voice was tentative. "Thanks for agreeing to see me.""I almost didn't." He set down his brush but didn't turn around. "But I've been
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