They say time heals all - the pain, the heartbreak, everything you thought you could never get over, but the thing is, it doesn’t heal. Not entirely. You just somehow get used to it.
“I am booking a flight back to Los Angeles right now, Luna! Right now!” Alexa squealed on video call and I think my ear drums just exploded.
“Okay, and what about your exams right after Christmas break?” I looked at her with a raised brow.
“I don’t care! I need to see Thane Ford! I’ve been crushing on that boy since I could talk or even before that!” She added, her camera turning black as she most likely started looking for flights to here.
“Alexa Huntington! Stop what you’re doing right now!” I shouted at her and started tapping on the screen to disturb her with the noises. If I was there, I would be
