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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.
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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.
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She sat on the bed, tears sliding down her face silently. She just laid on the bed, watching horse videos.
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Dylan clung onto his pillow, unable to sleep.
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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.
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