||Twenty-One||
"Don't you get it?" I all but yell. The people sitting at the surrounding tables give us dirty looks but I ignore them as I meet Justin's straight gaze. "I didn't want to have to ask you to go with me. I didn't want to ask you to follow me. I wanted that to be something you decided on your own."
Justin sighs and reaches for his water. "I wanted to catch up," he says shaking his head. "Not talk about the past."
"The past is the reason why I'm here," I respond. "I came here for closure."
"Closure?"
I nod, "Yes, closure. We could have ended things better."
"We shouldn't have of ended things at all, Imogen."
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Rooftops
General FictionThey fell in love when they were young, in a city that never felt like home, at a time in their lives when they both knew nothing could be serious. But five years later, they met again, this time not on the side of the road, but on a rooftop.
