Cole wasn't supposed to matter this much. He was a distraction I could handle. A mildly annoying, overly cocky presence I'd trained myself to ignore.
And yet... when he showed up early yesterday, sitting in our usual spot like he belonged there, like he hadn't pushed every one of my limits just the day before yesterday, it did something to me.
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