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We found our way back home in each other’s hearts.

She is my everything and not following her on that balcony will ever be the biggest mistake of my life.

It’s been a few days and we slowly fell back into the same routines and relationship.

Telling her my confession about my brother’s death and why I blamed myself was freeing. A weight was lifted from my shoulders.

We are currently at Glaze’s picking up our morning coffees which we enjoy as we walk through campus before we head toward class.

The bright light and stale smell of the lecture hall hits as we enter the room for our developmental psychology class. We sit down in our usual spots, Em is still drinking her iced coffee even though she is wearing a matching set and then a puffer with a beanie she looks adorable but it’s a bit of an oxymoron.

“I don’t why you are still drinking iced coffee in the middle of November?” I state with a laugh at just how cute she looks in a beanie.

“I take forever to drink thing