• Chapter 21

  • Chapter 21

  • Zephyr attempted to find me many more times that semester.

  • I perfected the art of looking right through him.

  • Meanwhile, Sid and I grew closer each day.

  • During Stanford’s chilly winters, he’d wrap his scarf around both our necks, warm my hands between his, and tuck me inside his coat when we walked across the windy quad.

  • But unlike what I’d experienced before, he treated me with genuine respect and care.

  • He always asked before even the smallest displays of affection, his cheeks flushing adorably when he’d lean in to kiss my forehead.

  • We studied together in coffee shops, laughed over inside jokes no one else understood, and built the kind of relationship I hadn’t known was possible–one where I felt both cherished and equal.

  • Zephyr saw all of this from a distance.

  • eventually

  • night, after watching us leave a campus event together, he snapped and tried

  • separate us.

  • campus security without a second thought, calmly providing my statement while

  • begged me for

  • in me that could be moved by

  • later, I heard through an old high school friend that he’d dropped out of UC Davis mid–sophomore year.

  • his old patterns–drinking, fighting, street

  • would get blackout drunk and cry about his “childhood sweetheart” to

  • of Velvet

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  • would listen.

  • after he wrecked his third luxury car.

  • his future, and any sympathy

  • in my junior year, I sat cross–legged on my apartment floor, methodically going through my phone contacts and social

  • the last few mutual connections we

  • the throwaway accounts

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