The Heartbroken - S01 E87

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The Heartbroken - S01 E87

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 87

“Because it was lame,”

I reasoned.

“You wish you came up

with it.”

“Well, you wish I was

there with you.”

“You wish that was

true.”

“You wish that was

too.”

He was silent, but for

some reason, I could

perfectly envision him

smiling. “Maybe.”

I bit my lower lip, trying

not to smile. “Only

because you want to

sniff me, you perv.”

“Why, of course. What

other reason could

there be?”

“Oh, you know.

Pancakes… eggs…”

He groaned. “Now I’m

really depressed. I

already miss

breakfast.”

“So you actually are

depressed?” I said.

“About your Dad.” I

wrinkled my nose,

realizing how blunt that

was. Not my best

moment.

“Not that much

anymore.” I could hear

his quiet breathing.

“Thanks to you.” There

was something about

the way he said it that

told me he meant it.

“But you have to be

prepared to face the

repercussions of

waking me up at two in

the morning.”

“If it meant hearing you

laugh,” he said, the

sincerity in his voice

momentarily knocking

all the air out of me, “I

think it was worth the

shot.”

It was so unexpected

and so cliché at the

same time, and I felt

stupid for letting it

affect me more than it

should have. “Your pun

wasn’t that funny.”

“Your lies aren’t that

convincing.”

I rolled my eyes. “Good

night, Seth.”

He laughed. “Okay. Good

night, Ky.”

I can’t believe how easy

it was to fall into a

conversation with Seth.

In fact, the only reason

I took the initiative to

end the call was

because it was so easy

to talk to him, it

seemed like it could go

on forever, and for

some reason, that

thought made me feel

all weird inside.

Just before stuffing my

phone under my pillow,

it buzzed (I learned my

lesson and put it on

silent mode) with a

text.