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Breeze and cloud.
Three more weeks ran past me so quickly. Everything I did or thought is like a blurry image if I try to remember it. Vian hasn’t talked to me since our fight that night even after I attempted to call him numerous times. I was ready to apologize, and I understood why he was angry but he was just so stubborn.
I didn’t talk to Ryan either, but that was more of my choice. I was surprised that night by his confession, and I left the room without saying anything because I had none. I just couldn’t say anything, so I left his home early morning by myself without saying goodbye. It all felt really familiar with everything that happened in the past although everything was different in a way.
D5 was coming back to New York that day. I was thinking about going to the airport to receive them although I knew it was impossible with all the fans waiting for them at the entrance. They will be all over the social media, and
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