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“A list of what?”
“Reasons why you guys should be just friends. Apparently she filled the journal up months ago. Maybe if you happened to find it you could have a better understanding of why she’s been struggling with this.”
I was back home in less than twenty minutes and may have grabbed Ethan and kissed him on the forehead before leaving.
I did hesitate before opening the door to Gemma’s room. I really did. But then I was pretty certain I heard someone moving around in there, so obviously I had to go in to make sure there wasn’t some creepy prowler inside.
There was. It was me.
And in that perfectly decorganized bedroom, a journal was sitting on the bed.
Just sitting there.
At the foot of the bed.
Like a girl in a towel, sitting there, waiting for me to make the next move.
I made that next move, and as I flipped through the pages, I knew I had to make another one.
Soon.
