Emma sat on her couch for a long time after Nick's text.
Everything is new.
She looked around her apartment — the small kitchen, the worn couch, the stack of books on the coffee table. She had spent two weeks in this apartment, doing nothing and everything. Reading. Walking. Learning to be alone.
She had learned something important.
She didn't want to be alone anymore.
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She picked up her phone. She scrolled through her messages — Nick's name, Olivia's name, Chloe's name. She had people who loved her. She had a life waiting for her.
What am I waiting for?
She didn't have an answer. But she knew she was tired of waiting.
She stood up. She walked to her bedroom. She opened her closet.
The green dress was still there — the one she had worn on her first date with Liam. She hadn't w
