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~Dylan’s POV
I sat back in my chair, grinning like an i***t, feeling lighter than I had in weeks. Velma had agreed to the collaboration. Just the thought made me almost forget how the day had dragged earlier. I kept replaying it in my head, her walking through that office, her eyes steady, her voice calm but firm. She looked in control, powerful, and I loved it. I loved it and hated it at the same time that she wasn’t looking at me.
“She’s coming back to me,” I murmured to myself. “I’ll make her love me again. She already does, deep down. I just need to find the right way back in.”
I picked up my phone, fingers hovering over the screen, and typed a quick message. Where are you staying?
Nothing.
I frowned, chest tightening. My heart sank a little, but I shook it off. It’s simple. G
