I chuckled. "Brandon, I've made myself clear. Since we have different goals, let's call it off, then."

"But don't you need a boyfriend?" Brandon pressed.

"Yes, I do, but I can't handle a military guy like you. I'll figure something else out."

My response seemed to darken his gaze even more.

I half-expected him to protest or compromise, but he surprised me by saying nothing at all. I had overestimated myself.

"Well, then, I'm sorry for overstepping," I said.

Turning away, I hurried into my car as though eager to escape the scene.

It wasn't until I was sure Brandon couldn't see me that I finally stopped the car. After taking a deep breath, I regretted the reckless impulsiveness of last night's drinks.

I should have asked Derick to pretend to be my boyfriend instead of getting involved with Brandon.

But it was too late for regrets now.

flower shop, bought a bouquet, and headed

like their birthdays and the anniversaries of

I'd been dreaming of my childhood and my parents. So, I wanted to visit

bouquet by the tombstone. Its wilted petals suggested it

decade since my parents' passing, and besides

pay their respects? If they had,

with everything going on with Chris now, perhaps Bree had simply forgotten to

set aside the withered flowers and placed my

youthful faces on the tombstone, my heart ached, yet I managed to smile. "Mom, Dad, have you missed me? I've been dreaming of you

broke up. I'm sorry I couldn't fulfill your and his parents' wishes for

arranged, I

...

their grave, I poured out my heart for over

had passed when the sun was high, and I finally

throw them away. I noticed they weren't lilies. They were

had been living with the Gildon family, whenever Zack, Bree, Chris, and I came to mourn my parents, we always brought lilies because Mom loved them.

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