The day drags at the shop; all I can think about is Dom. By the end of the day, I was ready to go home and be with him, I was worried because I hadn't heard from him all day, but I'm sure he was sleeping.
On the way home, Dylan calls me. I figure I'd better answer it before I get home, "Hello."
He clears his throat, "Maggs?"
"Yes?" I choke out.
"You okay? Ri just told me the news." He asks.
I begin to tear up, "Honestly, no, I'm not okay, Dylan. My heart is broken."
"I'm so sorry, sis."
I wipe the tears from my eyes, "I just don't even know what to do, Dylan; I feel so helpless."
"Yeah, I don't even know what to say. Is there anything you need?" he asks.
"No, I'm okay. I just want to go home and be with him." I respond.
"I understand. Call me if you need me." He mumbles qu
