Chapter 35

Jules had been eagerly awaiting the fall break.

But now that it was upon him, all he could think about was how empty he felt.

If they did open heart surgery right now, on him, would his organs still be there, intact? Or would they find a bottomless pit instead?

It seemed no matter how much air he dragged into his lungs. No matter how much food his father coaxed him to eat, it was never enough. To fill him, to drown this emptiness. She caused.

It had been two weeks, no– three weeks or rather, maybe, three hundred lifetimes since they had last spoken.

When she had finally come to school for the first time since their split. Jules had been by his locker when she walked into school clad in yellow denim overalls and a tee they had dyed together.

For a second he forgot everything and anything, moving like a magnet drawn to