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Three days later, Jo stuffed her black tote bag with her clothes. Alex had brought her some clean ones earlier that week. The air between them had been so thick you could cut it with a knife.

"I'll take your bag." Alex said, less offering and more demanding. He felt bad for making his pregnant, injured girlfriend carry the bag.

"No, i've got it." She said, picking up the bag. She draped her jacket over her arms. She grabbed her phone, sticking it in her pocket.

They both got in the car. Jo tossed the bag in the back before buckling up. "You know i'm sorry, right?" Alex asked, grabbing her attention "It really meant nothing, and if I have to lose you over a meaningless kiss... I don't know what i'd do. You mean more to me than anything else in this world- You are my world. Can we restart?"

She didn't respond, feeling like she had just been kicked in the gut. She stared blankly at him. After a few seconds of nothing but the sound of passing by cars, she finally spoke "What do you mean?"

"Will you go on a date with me?" He paused, collecting his thoughts "Or, can we go on a date... and talk?"

A smile tugged at Jos lips "Yeah," She spoke softly "I'd like that." for the first time in months, she felt loved. Whether or not she actually was- she felt it.

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