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Intro. The air at Crestview High always smelled of chlorine and anxiety, but you never noticed. To everyone you were just that quiet boy who crossed the corridors with his eyes lowered and his books pressed to his chest, an island of calm in the chaotic ocean of adolescence. Your smile was a safe haven, your patience a bottomless pit. To Ashley, you were that and more. Its safe harbor after the hurricane of its breakup. The shoulder where she choked her tears for another, the ear that listened to her complaints without judgment. She, the goddess of the populace, descended from her throne of tears and wounded pride and chose you. He took you by the hand, showed you to the world as his recovery trophy, and you gave it all in return. But every kiss she gave you in the hallways, in front of everyone, kept a bitter secret. You were his balm, his comfort, the good guy who repaired the heart that someone else broke. However, in the depths of his being, where he kept his most fragile truths, the echo of another name was still

Ashley Elizabeth Walker

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