Chapter 25
The next week passed with little incident. Work like normal. Hanging out with friends like normal. Calling Colten every available second like normal.
When Friday rolled around, I was looking forward to a simple night in to relax. No plans at all.
I finally got around to unpacking. At first, it had been too heartbreaking to go through the clothes, thinking of how Colten had kissed my shoulder while I wore that striped sweater, or how his fingers had trailed up my leg of those jeans. Then, I had gotten too busy with work. My week of paid time off had left me with a lot of assignments to make up on my return. I was still scrambling to finish. I’d probably get stuck doing some on Saturday, too.
My suitcase lay abandoned in the corner of my bedroom. I wheeled it out and unzipped
