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FWD TEXT FROM WYATT

How do I keep her?

FWD TEXT FROM WYATT

She’s going to Georgia after graduation.

FWD TEXT FROM WYATT

I won’t survive if she doesn’t come back to me.

FWD TEXT FROM WYATT

I miss my best friend

FWD TEXT FROM WYATT

I need her here.

FWD TEXT FROM WYATT

I'm not going to make it much longer without her.

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WREN

I’ve been home for two weeks. The first few days were hard. Then Willow sent me a string of texts Wyatt had messaged her over the last few months and the last eleven days became even harder.

During the day I’ve been in the office meeting with lawyers, finishing up the paperwork for Wyatt and his siblings to sign, getting all the payoff amounts from the bank.

I miss Wyatt desperately. Regular text messages and video calls do very little to fill the empty hole in my heart. I’m not sure how many more days I will be able to handle being away from him.

Yesterday I googled if it was possible to become addicted to a person.

It is.

And I am.

I have all the symptoms.

There is nothing more that I can do on my end for this deal. Checks have been signed. Paperwork has been turned in. I’m waiting on the bank to get everything approved, signed and delivered.

With no end date in sight, I’ve decided I’m not going to let the Abbotts hold me hostage in my own home. If I want to go to Wyatt, I’m damn well going to.

I’m far enough along in the process that there is nothing Abbott can do to change the tides. Ownership of the property is all semantics at this point.

The original plan for tonight was for Daniel and I to go out to dinner with his dad and put on a show. Pretend to be the perfect fiancé. I don’t have it in me. I’ve never been a good actress. Wyatt will be the first one to tell you I’m also a terrible liar.

I sent Daniel a text letting him know my change of plans. He replied saying his only regret is not being able to see his dad's face in person when I call his bluff and tell him it is over.

After my meeting this afternoon, I’m doing something I never thought I would do.

Flying in a plane.

In three hours, I’m going home. The thought of seeing Wyatt’s face and being able to touch him motivates me to do what I have to do next.

“Do you have everything you need?” Mom asks as I pack the last of my things in my bag.