After they hung up, her grin faded. She heaved out a sigh, not even bothering to charge her phone. She just rolled onto her side, just sinking lower.

Dylan arrived at his dorm really late that night, crawling into his bed, but he couldn't sleep. He grabbed his pillow, hugging onto it tightly, trying to imagine it was her.

She sat on the bed, tears sliding down her face silently. She just laid on the bed, watching horse videos.

Dylan clung onto his pillow, unable to sleep.

The next morning, she was at a horse auction with Taylor, and hers and Dylan's other friends.

"Dylan said I could get another horse, he wouldn't mind." She stated, but with a clear lack of energy and enthusiasm.

Dylan had only gotten a few hours of sleep that night before he slipped back into his routine the next day.

She walked arounf with Taylor, Sam, and the others, looking at the horses. She checked her phone, but it just hurt her too damn much, and she powered it off.

Later that day, he called her.

"Hey." She greeted, answering. "Did you make it back?"

"Yeah, I did, traffic was crazy all the way back though,"