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(Hey, I'm sorry I haven't been responding a lot lately. I have no WiFi, and phone hotspot doesn't work on my laptop.) She set her phone on the bedside desk, her heart dull and aching. |
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Dylan sighed, setting his phone aside. He missed her... |
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Liliana rolled onto her side, petting one of the dogs. She stared at the wall, and pulled the blanket over her. |
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Dylan hugged his pillow, imagining it was her. It still faintly smelled of her. |
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The next morning, she went to the barn. She wasn't even riding anymore, and just turned the horses out to the pastures. |
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Dylan went to his classes, focusing on his work. Eventually, he broke off for lunch and FaceTimed her in a nearby Cafe. |
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She answered, still at the barn. "Hey." She greeted. |
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"Hey," he smiled. "How are you?" |
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"Fine. Just at the barn." She responded. |
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"Yeah? Are you gonna ride?" he smiled. |
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