***Lola***
Before I knew it, the day of the fundraiser was here. I didn't want to attend; I would rather stay home and bury myself in some good ice cream and cookies and whatever other junk food I could come across,
I haven't seen Dean since the morning I left to go dress shopping. All I have gotten from him was short messages each morning. There was no phone call, no other message, and he didn't even call that day to let me know if we were still meeting for dinner.
I feel my heart is breaking into a million pieces, and I don't understand why he has become so distant in the last year. I've stood next to him and have supported him no matter what was going on, even when,
I stopped letting my thoughts go, as I didn't want to think about what happened that night. It was in the past, an
