“This town’s the same as you left it, your page was blank, but I still read it.” Felix says over the phone, a smile playing at his lips. He didn’t know why he was still obsessed with you, he honestly questioned it every day.

It was meant to be a summer fling—just a short lived affair. He fell in love, and you… didn’t. You didn’t really know why you still called—only once a week—or why he always picked up.

He laughs a little, shaking his head. “You know I hang onto every sentence you say.”