Busted

"If you keep doing this every time you miss me, I'd be glad to be your pillow, Elaine. You can lean on me every time the world is mean to you, do you hear me?" Dylan replied, his voice began to calm and sweet.

Then he slowly linked his arms around me. "And I'm sorry. Truly am," he continued, "I knew you were saddened because of what I said earlier. I didn't mean to hurt you, okay?"

Those kind words were reassuring me deeply so I nodded as the tears in my eyes began soaking his back. "Once we settled everything, Dylan, let's have a trip together. Just the two of us. Can we do that?"

Dylan heaved a sigh, ejecting the cold and profound air that was stuck in his chest. "Of course, we can definitely make that happen, Elaine. Where do you want to go? Europe? Thailand? Or the Philippines? Name the country."

"Switzerland," I whispered softly as we tightened each other's hugs, "They said that Switzerland was such a beautiful and peaceful country."

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