forty-seven

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Bailey

That night, I didn't sleep at all. All I could think about is why my ex be calling me.

"Grayson?" I whisper into the darkness.

I get a small snore in response. I sigh, sitting up.

"Grayson." I shake him. I feel bad, but I should tell him my ex called.

"Huh?" He mumbles. "Wh-what?"

"Grayson, I need to tell you something."

"Hm?"

"I dated this guy, and we broke up after I moved. And, he called me. That's who called me earlier. Grayson, I don't know what to do. I can't sleep over a simple call."

Grayson blinks a few times. "Who is he?"

"His name is Trent."

"How long did you date?"

"A year."

"Oh."

"Grayson, he doesn't mean anything to me, but I'm freaking out."

"Hey, just ignore it. I bet he just missed you. Forget about it, okay?"

I nod slowly. We lay back down.

"Goodnight."

"Night." I reply.

But I don't sleep.



an: filler chapter, aye, and thank you for 6K!

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