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.

drove to a flower shop, bought a bouquet, and

the anniversaries of

of my childhood and my parents. So, I wanted to visit them as I

Its wilted petals suggested it had been there for less

passing, and besides Zack and Bree, no one

their respects? If they had,

Chris now, perhaps Bree had simply forgotten

withered flowers and placed my

the youthful faces on the tombstone, my heart ached, yet I managed to smile.

broke up. I'm sorry I couldn't

than fulfilling the promise you arranged, I think you

...

poured out my heart for over an

how much time had passed

throw them away. I noticed

years that I 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. But these were daisies, not lilies. Clearly,

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