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Dylan Walking away would be the ultimate test for us, but one that was needed. Riley was right. Everything between us happened so fast that things got jumbled in the process. I had my doubts that she wouldn't come back to me, but I had to have hope. Honestly, when I left, she seemed a little off. I knew that the argument we had was taking a toll on her, but this was different. She seemed guilty almost, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I boarded the plane, sitting in first class as I always did. Something felt off like someone was watching me. Low and behold, Veronica took the seat next to mine. "What are you doing here?" "I got the same call from my lawyer as you did with yours. Our hearing is tomorrow morning, and I would like to be as prepared as possible." Instinctive