(Cash's POV)
Cash had been distant since the talk with Alle. He hadn't gone back to the hospital, hadn't texted her or Mav.
He needed time. Space.
But space wasn't making it easier.
Every time his phone buzzed, he hoped it was her—even if he didn't want to admit it. He didn't blame her for liking Mav, but it didn't stop the sting.
He found himself at the skatepark, trying to distract his mind. It didn't work. Every trick he attempted felt off. His head wasn't in it.
"Dude, you good?" a friend asked.
Cash just shook his head. "Not really."
He pulled out his phone and stared at the screen. No new messages.
He finally gave in and texted:
Glad he's doing better.
No response.
He shoved the phone back into his pocket and dropped his skateboard.
He wasn't sure what stung more—losing the girl, or feeling like he lost his brother too.
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Romanceu meet a hot guy by him text the wrong number and end up being something u never thought u would be... (Continued
