BLAZE'S POV
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I sit in my car, the gloomy night hides me behind the tinted windows, and I patiently watch as the same man who, my Aerilyn ,has been seeing for about two months comes back down without the flowers, alone and he gets in his car, driving away.
Did they break up?
Did they have a fight?
Is she okay?
Is she sick?
A sense of concern fills me, and I choose to wait a few minutes before I head upstairs to check on her through the window.
A few minutes of temptation and I can't just sit here any longer.
My leg is bouncing out of control, and if I chew on my lip more, it's break the skin completely.
"f**k it," I mutter and reach for the handle, but then I spot her coming out of the door, wearing a little black dress, her hair tightly combed back into a ponytail and her heels
