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Heather
It was almost three in the morning. I had a history with this time in the morning.
Cruz would’ve closed Manny’s, but I’d opted to stay. I wanted to be working instead of twiddling my thumbs at home.
Until we finished. That was an hour ago.
Channing was coming over, and the waiting was putting me on edge. Oh, who was I kidding? Since our chat this afternoon, I couldn’t get Sam’s face out of my mind. Mix that with Channing coming over, and there was an extra layer of nerves lining my insides.
Dread. Excitement. Envy. Grief.
Love.
There was that too.
I didn’t want to deal with any of it.
I looked around my room at home. I could clean? I considered it, but I wasn’t sure if Brandon was downstairs or if he’d gone somewhere else for the night. I’m sure he left a note if he ha
