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Erika hated canceling on Edward, but she couldn’t face him. She still wanted Jared, she’d known that all along, but she couldn’t go out with Edward when she was replaying everything about the way Jared made her feel.
A knock on the door dragged her back from her fantasy about Jared. Erika was not in the mood for guests and ignored the knock, hoping whoever was there would get the hint and go away.
She snuggled deeper into the gray blanket she had wrapped around herself. Sleepless in Seattle was on and Erika was having a very nice pity party. When the night was over, she was going to throw away Jared’s t-shirt once and for all. The Captain America one she’d stolen from his room that morning. The one she’d been sleeping in for months. It no longer smelled like him, but it reminded Erika
