I could barely breathe.
Lincoln Carden was here.
Lincoln Carden was my Link.
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LINCOLN
[52 weeks ago]
@pancakesareelite:
Spontaneous personality test: What’s your take on Twilight?
@theanswerisno:
Vampires shouldn’t sparkle, but for some reason, I found myself enjoying it more than I’d like to admit
@pancakesareelite:
Team Jacob or Team Edward
@theanswerisno:
#TeamBedward
@pancakesareelite:
No one calls them that
@theanswerisno:
By the way, I’m deleting this conversation. No one can ever know
@pancakesareelite:
I’ll always know
My mind was everywhere except here. If this LAN wasn’t all aboutOverpower, the game my closest friends poured their hearts into, I’d have skipped it. I’d have gone home and told Lily I was ill.
Because I genuinely felt ill.
But I couldn’t do that to them; I couldn’t do that to Lily. I needed to meet her. I’d made a promise even though I couldn’t stop thinking about Elizabeth.
And I’d probably have to tell Lily. I told her everything else. Albeit indirectly.
She’d never let this go.
I took out my phone and stared at it. Not a single message from Elizabeth. I clicked on her name.
No chat history available.
Perhaps I’d imagined everything. All of it.
Every smile. Every glance.
It was possible. I spent a fair amount of time inside my head. Creating a world where Elizabeth Gordon-Bettencourt was interested in me wouldn’t be the strangest fantasy I’d had.
