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When we reached Connecticut, it was already seven-thirty on a Monday morning and I have a class at eight so I still have a few minutes left before it would start. Milo hurriedly drove me to school after eating breakfast together and I have tried my best to ignore the bothering thought about Jolene even though she had kept bothering me since I knew about her.

Every single time I pause or do nothing or do something, I keep thinking about her. She has now infiltrated my thoughts and I cannot seem to stop wondering who she might be. I know I should ask about her to Milo just to clear my thoughts about her and my worries that keeps surging and flooding inside me and my head. Milo having nightmares must be about Jolene or maybe it is someone related to her, but if it is about her, then who is she to Milo?

Jesus Christ, who in hell is Jolene?

I have to ask Milo.

I stared intently at him as he was driving which causes him to look back at me, "Something wrong baby?" He questions m