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Danika arched an eyebrow. “Can you?”

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“But what if it’s 𝘯𝘰𝘵—”

“It 𝘪𝘴, though,” Elian said. “Kai checked. I believe her. And I can’t…cling to that hope. I had my chance—it’s gone now. But I can still be his friend.”

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“There’s nothing wrong with that, godling,” Danika said gently. “You should ask him—”

Elian shook her head so furiously that she was deaf to the rest of the question. “I can’t,” she breathed. “I don’t want to hear about it. I can take it as a concept. I don’t think I could handle details.”

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None of the girls said anything. Really, there was nothing 𝘵𝘰 say.

“Yeah,” Elian sighed. “I know. But sick as it is, I just want to see him. Talk to him. Sit with him for a while.”

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“You already know she’s going,” Dana snorted after Harlow whispered a catch up explanation into her ear. “And you should. It’s the right move.”

“Maybe it’ll help me…you know,” Elian said, knowing all the while that it wouldn’t. “Think about seeing someone else.”

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“Glen asked me to meet him for coffee,” she told Harlow, Danika, and Dana when she wandered out to the living room. “That timing is weird, right?”

Danika’s eyes began to glow. “It’s rude, is what it is. Don’t go.”

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There. She was an adult—she was perfectly mature. She’d even excluded emojis to keep his girlfriend from finding anything to take issue with.

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If that 𝘸𝘢𝘴 the intention behind the timing, she felt smug in the firmness of her decision. The absolute lack of hesitation in her answer.

[of course! my treat, just let me know when and where!]

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In some ways, it felt like a test.

Would she even want to, if romance was off the table? Would she still be interested in friendship if she knew it could never be anything deeper? If she couldn’t have what she wanted in the end?

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The news had broken yesterday about the girlfriend. Today, he asked about coffee.

It was a hard line drawn. A contingency.

He would get coffee, but only as friends. Nothing more. No chance of anything greater or more involved.

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Elian’s breathing stuttered to a halt.

She’d thought…

Well, she didn’t know what she’d thought. Or what she thought now. Or what this meant. But surely the timing was…purposeful, right?

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But this time, there was one right on top that caught her eye. Sent roughly seven hours before.

[Still want to grab coffee?]

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It was pretty typical for Elian’s phone to be exploding with notifications by the time she came back from a trip to the Underworld.

She hadn’t planned on making them quite as frequently as she did, but she missed Layla too much for mere letters. And she needed to be sure Audrey was okay, too.

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“We’ve got buildings to view in the afternoon,” Harlow said. “Or did you want me to reschedule?”

Elian shook her head. “I’ll be here by then. We can still go. Don’t fret, you guys. This isn’t like…last time. Everything’s fine.”

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“I know,” Elian murmured, “but I am. I’m gonna go have a sleepover with Layla tonight, check in on a couple friends, and then I’ll be back in the morning.”

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“It’s okay to not be okay,” Danika reminded her as Elian opened the fridge and stared into it. At least she had an appetite—that had been the first thing to go, last time. Danika remembered Harlow begging on her knees for Elian to eat something. To drink water.

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Danika and Harlow both turned to the sound of Elian’s voice, finding her wrapped in a robe, eyes still a little red, hair wet and wavy from a shower. “I’m okay,” she insisted. “I knew it would happen eventually.”