Marvin
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Elena: Good luck♥️
Marvin: For?
Elena: You’re going home today!
Marvin: Already am.
Elena: Oh?
Elena: Why didn’t you tell me!
Elena: ????
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I guess we were back at the emojis.
“Who’s blowing up your phone like that? Is the job done?”
Victor forced his head over my shoulder, but before he could see anything, I locked my phone. “It’s nothing,” I spoke, annoyed. Any other day I would’ve avoided him, but for now, I was still bound to a wheelchair.
It had been two weeks since I’d seen Elena, and other than harassing me with thousandth text messages, she had often visited me at the hospital to take care of me. The two of us had become close friends, and I was certain that it was all it was going to be for now.
The tragedy at the wedding was still a sensitive topic, as w
