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Chapter Thirty : Billionaire!

SIERRA.

I wonder how he's doing.

We haven't met since last week because mom grounded me. The only person I'm allowed to meet---more like allowed to come over---is my cousin, Linsy. We get along really well so I've not been totally devastated. Still, I can't believe this but all in all, Denver and I have persevered this little problem by speaking on phone and facetiming almost every time. Addicted? Maybe. Earlier today he told me about George's death and I'm still failing to believe it. I'm not sure whether I should be happy now that Denver is safe or I should be feeling pity. I should probably call him but naa, he said he would call me first and I don't want to disturb him. If he hasn't called, it means he is busy with something or the person he went to meet. It's two in the night right now and yeah, I'm still awake, worried about Den. What if he's asleep? I know he's not an early sleeper but I can't help worrying I'll wake him up from his sleep. Okay Sia stop over thinking this before you run mad.

I'm going to just call him and if he doesn't pick after the second ring, I'll force myself to sleep. Deal. I grab my phone from the nightstand and dial the number that has been on my screen for more than an hour now. He picks up immediately. He literally picks up! I wonder why I was worried.

"Hey Den." I greet softly and he releases a loud sound of relief like I relieved him by calling. A mental pat on the back for myself, thank you very much.

"Hey sweetcheeks, I was actually going to call you right now." He says and I can tell he is smiling.

"Oh really?" I ask with a coy smile on my face.

"Yes really. How are you doing?" He asks.

"I'm fine, are you?"

"Fair is the least I can say because today was bizarre." I immediately feel bad for the guy.

"Sorry. What happened....if you're okay with sharing?" I ask hesitantly.

"Why wouldn't I share with you Sia? Anyways, it's really a very long story that I have yet to digest myself but I promise to tell you everything soon. When my mind's calm."

"Of course. I'll always be here for you, you know that right?" I ask him.

"I know." He replies softly. We change topic and decide to talk about other different things like how I'm done with my art project and ready to hand in. He says he is almost done with his so we're nearly good to go. Go team partners! Our conversation takes different turns until we are ready to lay down for some rest.

"Goodnight princess."

"Night Den." We don't end the call though. We keep hearing each other's breaths until we both fall into deep darkness, at least until I do.

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Hey everyone. I just wanted you to know how Sia was holding up so now I'm turning all the attention back to Denver. At least for now. Happy reading :)

DENVER.

The day has come.

It's the day of Willy's burial and I've never been more reluctant to go somewhere. I would rather stay in and do nothing at all than go there. I feel like I'm attending a stranger's burial because I literally know nothing about him. Not even his surname.

I decide that I'm just going to attend the church service and leave. That's it. Dylan and Jr can live with that, after all I will have shown up. I'm wearing a black button down shirt and black jeans. It would have been disrespectful if I knew him but I don't. I grab my phone and car keys off the nightstand and leave my hotel room at exactly eleven am. I know I'll be late but I'm only going there to make an appearance and leave.