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Like a mad woman on crack, I drove all through the night. My entire body ached seriously because I haven’t had proper rest as I have been preparing for Leo’s celebratory party, mostly to get my mind off of Seth being with another woman.

I did take a stop at a hotel along the way to spend off the night; time was going by so fast that even the time I had calculated was clear that it wouldn’t work out at all.

My phone buzzed continuously the moment I turned it on, and there were notifications for Seth’s missed calls—over seventy eight of them. I didn’t reply to his texts or bother calling him back, as I had only one priority in mind, which was Seth.

My first screw up was waking up so late. I woke up by 7:45 AM, which at this rate I could only blame myself for my foolishness. This was a fallback for me as I was not only far behind in my timing, but I also could miss my opportunity with Seth if care isn’t taken.

I projected again to reach at least one but accepted the universe was against