Chapter 13
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Eddy was sitting on the bed with his laptop open, scrolling through Evy’s social account profile.
He wasn’t stalking her or anything. He just liked knowing what was happening in his best friend’s life. It had been a week since he last spoke to Hailey.
He kept thinking about ways to make them forgive him, but no matter how hard he tried, not a single idea came to mind.
Evy looked so happy in the pictures she had posted. Truly happy.
He wished more than anything that he could undo everything he had done to them. But he couldn’t.
Letting out a heavy sigh, he heard a knock on his door.
“Come in,” he called.
“Oh—hey, Owen,” Eddy said in surprise.
“Hey. What’s up?” Owen asked. “Hope I’m not disturbing you?”
“Nope. What brings you here?”
“Hailey told me about the conversation you two had,” Owen said carefully.
Eddy noticed that Owen hesitated slightly before continuing.
“I’m sure she told you last week,” Eddy replied. “So why bring it up now?”
“She did,” Owen nodded. “And I thought about it the whole week. I really think you all should sort things out.”
“What—really?” Eddy scoffed with a sarcastic laugh. “Why do you suddenly want us to sort things out? You think they’re missing me now?”
“You’re kidding me, right?” Owen snapped. “Evy always missed you. Every single day—from the moment you turned your back on her till now. Even during the year she wasn’t with you.”
Eddy fell silent.
“And not just Evy,” Owen continued. “Hailey, too. At least back then, Evy had me. But have you ever thought about Hailey? She was here all alone. Evy wasn’t even around.”
“So what the hell do you want me to do?” Eddy snapped, frustration boiling over. “I want them back. I bloody miss them. But they’re not ready to forgive me.”
He already knew everything he was saying. He had replayed these thoughts day and night, but nothing seemed to change.
“What do you expect, Ed?” Owen asked calmly. “After everything you did and said to them, they’re not going to forgive you easily. And yes. I know what you did. Trust me, you deserve what you’re going through right now.”
“I know that,” Eddy said quietly. “But I don’t know what else I can do.”
“I will help you,” Owen said firmly. “But you need to figure things out on your own.”
If Eddy said he was surprised, it would be an understatement. “Really?”
“Yes. But you need to come up with a plan.”
“Thank you,” Eddy said sincerely. “No wonder Evy and Hailey like you.”
Owen laughed.
“By the way,” Eddy added, “I approve.”
“Approve?” Owen raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah. I know you have a thing for Hailey. And you’re a good guy.”
“Oh,” Owen said, scratching the back of his neck. “Well, I think it’s nice that both of Hailey’s best friends approve.”
“But listen—if you ever hurt—”
“I know,” Owen interrupted quickly. “If I ever hurt her, you’ll beat the crap out of me and all that. But don’t worry, I won’t screw this up.” He paused, then added seriously, “Right now, the important thing is that you don’t screw this up. You’ve got a chance to earn your best friends back. Don’t waste it.”
“They didn’t give me a chance,” Eddy murmured.
“Edward,” Owen said firmly, “you don’t get second or third chances. You take them, and then you work for them to make them worth it.”
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