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EPILOGUE : Bryan

EPILOGUE

Bryan

Two days later...

I was sitting on my usual spot, listening to music from my airpods, legs dangling on the edge of the cliff, car parked a few feet behind me, and my lovely pup, Beetch, running in circles to chase for her tail. This location was my safe place, my getaway when I needed to think and escape everything and everyone. Sometimes there would be joggers and/or hikers who'd pass by, but mostly I got this place to myself. Here on top of the mountain with a beautiful view of the sea and sunset, perfect for relaxation and Instagram photos.

I found this spot by accident. One time I was having a breakdown that I just decided to hit the road and carpool wherever my wheels take me. Now I'm here. Since then I never let this special place go. Only Beetch knows this... and, well, Lilly too.

Memories of us dancing here back in early January made me smile and shake my head. It was Lilly who influenced me to upgrade my random playlist to mostly Melanie Martinez and Hayley Kiyoko's songs. I'm not complaining, though.

I almost jump off the cliff when someone startled me from behind. I immediately tugged off one airpod. "What the—"

"Hey," Lilly panted, those freckles sprinkled over her shy grin.

Speak of the devil. "Hey yourself. What're you doing here? How did you even get here?"

She wiped her forehead dotted with sweat. "Can I take a seat first? Kinda exhausted cycling coming up here. Whew!"

I move, giving her space to my left, and she gladly slumped down, moaning. "Oh, that feels great."

My head whip back to see her bicycle parked beside my car. "You just rode a bike here?" I exclaimed, dumbfounded.

She shrugs as though it was no big deal. "I needed cardio anyways."

She looked ready for a workout, alright. Black-and-red tight sweats with matching white rubber shoes, and thanks to her running jacket, her top wasn't only a red sports bra.

My outfit was simpler since I just wanted to walk around to think and let Beetch have her smell of nature. To be modest, I still look dashing. Long-sleeved green top folded up to my elbow, with my favorite shades clipped on its round neck, and brown khakis shorts and Vans to complete the look.

"I was looking for you, you know," I admit. "Especially the other night when I tried to visit your house but your mom said you weren't home. I think you were avoiding me after the Impeachment Day, so I kinda stop."

She shakes her head. "Yeah, so I heard. That's why I came looking for you. And when I didn't find you anywhere, I figured you would be here. So that's a point for team Anders!"

Beetch attacks Lilly from behind—earning Beetch fitful of belly rubs and lots of compliments. "Hi baby!"

I smile at both of them, plugging my airpods back when Lilly notices it.

"Hey, don't be selfish!" she chortles, taking a piece of my airpods and shoving it in her ear. "Lemme hear this one..."

Beetch was sitting between us, tongue out and panting. I gave her some water and she gratefully took a mouthful.

I looked away, feeling my face heat up. "Been listening to Melanie Martinez and Hayley Kiyoko all week because of you."

It's clear to say she was surprised—and flattered.