Julia
Van's intense green gaze penetrated my thoughts, his spicy cologne tingled my senses, and his proximity sent energy through my circulation. I was on sensory overload as I stared down at the white ribbon, closed it within my fist, and closed my eyes. I turned toward the coolness of the window as the magnitude of the answer I'd given to Van settled within me much as a weight dragging me beneath the ice and into the depths of Lake Superior.
I'd only days earlier freed myself from a marriage commitment.
Despite Van's presence, thoughts of Skylar and all that we'd planned ran circles in my mind, clouding my ability to think rationally. Beginning with our childhood, the memories of Skylar and me fast-forwarded to a few days ago. Never had our future been in question. Until it was.
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