Chapter TwentyEight Ella’s Point of View Sighing to myself, I stood in front of Love’s house. I have yet to bring myself to go inside. Amber kept calling… and kept calling and kept calling. When I turned my phone off… she started calling the house, and it came down to either just going to the stupid party or she was going to drive my parents insane, so, here I was… I suppose the ONLY silver lining is that it would save me from an extremely boring evening. … and then there was the other reason I really, really didn’t want to come here. Apart from the overwhelmingly obvious, This was where I spent my last night with Micheal, and sure, while I saw him briefly to say goodbye at my house, it just felt... Upsetting to come here. Fuck it, I’m going home! I turned to leave but as if by some magical, if not annoying, coincidence, Amber came running out the front door, drink in hand, followed close behind by Lori, her girlfriend. ‘Ella! Ella! You came!’. She threw her arms around m
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