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Isabella
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I freeze looking at Gabby wide-eyed while my heart beats like it’s going to leap out of my chest and it takes me a while to realize that she has rolled down her window and is talking to me.
“Sorry, I-I didn’t get that,” I say, rolling down my window as I finally snap out of it, and she asks if I was looking for her by any chance, to which I stammer, saying no, asking myself if she really didn’t see me.
I tell her I came to meet with someone, and she nods and asks how I'm doing, adding that it’s been a while. I tell her I’m good, agreeing that it has been a while as I redirect the question to her.
She says she’s good and I ask if she’s staying at this hotel, to which she says yes.
This is not the same hotel where we met when I wanted to disc
