Chapter 8

He was with a group of friends. Madison was there too.

Aiden carried her designer bag in one hand while his other arm wrapped around her waist. They walked at the back of the group.

Whenever Madison wanted to tell him something, she’d lean in close, and he’d attentively bend down to

listen.

Not like with us.

Aiden had always been taller than me, growing more so every year. I always had to bounce on my tiptoes, craning my neck just to talk to him.

I guess for someone he actually cares about, he makes the effort to meet them halfway.

I took a deep breath.

dignity. His life wasn’t my business

be only

had no choice but to trail far behind

fork in the

started getting

at his phone. Finally, he borrowed a

phone rang –

this silent treatment, huh? Won’t

first move?

me? Real mature.

up. Let’s see how you handle Columbia alone when you don’t

harsh as he laid

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