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So now you're with Fulton, my best friend? (D. Portman)

As Amber's eyes met Dean's, the truth hit her like a ton of bricks - he had cheated on her. The betrayal cut deep, leaving her feeling raw and vulnerable. Anger and hurt bubbled up inside her, threatening to consume her.

"What the hell, Dean?" Amber's voice quivered with rage as she confronted him, her hands clenched into fists.

Before Dean could respond, the door swung open, revealing the girl he had been with. A smug expression crossed her face as she sauntered into the room, her presence adding fuel to the fire.

"Who's this, Dean? Another one of your conquests?" The girl's voice dripped with sarcasm, her eyes flickering with amusement.

Amber's jaw clenched, her nails digging into her palms as she faced the intruder. "Get out of here. This is between Dean and me."

The girl laughed, a cruel sound that echoed in the tense silence of the room. "Oh, I think I'll stick around. This is getting interesting."

Dean's eyes darted between the two women, panic flashing in his gaze. "Amber, please, let me explain."

But Amber had heard enough. With a steely resolve, she turned on her heel and marched out of the room, leaving Dean and the girl behind.

As emotions boiled inside me, I stormed into Les' dorm, only to find Fulton there. With a determined look, I pulled him out of the room and into mine.

"Why don't we get together?" Fulton's question hung in the air, filled with hope and longing. In that moment, our lips met in a tender kiss, sealing a new chapter in our lives.

He carried me to the bed, and I laid on top of him, seeking solace in his embrace. "Baby, I'm sorry I didn't mean to sleep with that girl," Dean's voice interrupted our moment of intimacy as he entered the dorm.

"So now you're with Fulton, my best friend?" Dean's hurt was palpable in his words, but I shook my head, knowing that my heart had found its true home with Fulton.

As Dean stormed out, Fulton and I continued to cuddle, the warmth of our newfound love enveloping us. In the following days, our bond grew stronger, leading us down the path of marriage.

In a quiet moment, I turned to Fulton, my eyes reflecting a depth of emotion. "I haven't been this happy in a long time," I confessed. Without a word, Fulton leaned in and kissed my lips ever so lightly, a silent promise of a future filled with love and happiness.