I watch him walk past me in the hallways, him as in my ex best friend. Matthew Espinosa. My stomach dropping just at the sight of him, I missed him. More than anything. But no matter how hard it was to just not text him and apologize, I had to stay strong and keep myself away from him. Even if it killed me. Instagram account set up with pictures for the chapters, fataledits. If any of you want to steal something from this story, you won't be dealing with me. You will be dealing with the laws of copyright. :)