~Lola’s POV~
As the train pulled away from NYC, heading to Ozark, I thought of the opportunities I had to express how I felt for Dante, but I couldn’t. The prom night, our dinner dates, on my 18th birthday, but I couldn’t. I just couldn’t. I’ve been told that no matter what, a girl should be too desperate. His mom told me I should never tell him. He would have to realize his feeling for me himself. Sadly, it took years, and still counting, I chuckled because it never happened, it was all in my head. Dante and Lola's story was all in my head and this is our goodbye. Sadly, our story ends today. The story that never was there, perhaps it was all in my head. There is no Dante and Lola going forward as there was never Dante and Lola even before. I will miss him. Dante was just a natural. I lo
