Chapter 1

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It has been 7 years since I've seen Dylan. I'm glad too. His words are swimming through my ears again. Words of love, passion; Heartfelt whispers as gentle as a breeze caress my memories. The boy has left his imprint on me. I lost my virginity to him, that same seven years ago. It was a rash decision, then again I was drunk, as was he. He was sweet, then he became a total jerk. A total jerk I never want to see again.

I walked in the lobby.

"I'm here for an interview," I said.

The secretary, without looking up, pointed at a door.

"Go right in," She told me.

I walked up to the room and reached for the door handle. It was smooth, cold, and gold.

Sitting down in one of the two available chairs, I noticed a man was looking down at a newspaper in the chair directly across from me on the other side of the desk. He seemed not to notice I was here.

The chair was rather uncomfterble, a scratchy dark blue fabric with no armrests.

I faked a cough.

He took off his glasses and looked up at his from his paper to glance at me.

"Oh hello, um miss....Callie?" He asked me.

".....Dylan?" I was shocked.

My boss was Dylan.

My ex, Dylan.

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