"Ryan, are you in the study?"Cordelia's voice sounded outside, and the door opened.When she saw the diary in my hand, embarrassment flashed across her face. Then she blushed, snatched the diary away, and muttered quietly."How did you find this?"Looking at Cordelia's reddened cheeks, I stepped forward and hugged her tightly.Cordelia could barely breathe from how hard I held her, but she hugged me back and asked softly, "What's wrong?"I kissed the top of her head. My voice trembled."Nothing. I just wanted to hold you."I didn't know what Cordelia must have felt all those years watching me pour my whole heart into Celeste. After all, I knew better than anyone what it felt like to love someone who loved someone else."Ryan, let's not separate."Cordelia buried her face in my chest, her voice muffled.After that day, Cordelia and I grew even closer. The hazy, invisible barrier between us finally broke.The next time I saw Celeste was at Cordelia's grandfather's eightieth
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