ayla knew even if they truly wanted to stay away from each other, there was no way they could avoid crossing paths. they had the same social circle and despite their tumultuous relationship, they also shared similar interests. ayla let her arm hang over dante’s shoulder, a frown streching across her features. she steadied herself and reached down, undoing her heels and picking them up in her hands. ❝ now i can walk. ❞
dante’s hand slid down her arm, grabbing her heels to hold them for her. “well ill see if you can walk in a straight line before i’ll help.” he added as his arm stayed close to her just incase she were to stumble. seeing ayla as much as he did, he didn’t think itd be as easy for him to get over the girl as fast as he did. maybe it was the fact that he came to terms that he would always be seeing her... or maybe he didn’t love her as much as he thought he did.