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“It’s — I — ” She put her hands over her face, feeling hot and upset, and that song was still playing, bringing back memories she didn’t want to face. She forced herself to take a deep breath. “I don’t want to remember that relationship,” she replied, equally stiffly. Steadying herself with one hand on the desk, she finally turned the music off, and sagged a bit with relief.

It took another few deep breaths before she no longer felt like she might cry in the next minute. “It was /our/ song. The one that — ” Her throat closed up again. After another minute, she managed gruffly, “I don’t want to be reminded that he hates me now.”

Ace watched the girl slowly begin to crack and crumble before him, thinking back to his own nasty break-up with Allison.

She was his whole world and then some, and having to go on as if it still spun perfectly without a speck of chaos to be located, hurt.

And it still hurts.

And watching Summer hurt, makes it… hurt. Even more, because he can relate, and that’s not something he can say often.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, he looked down at the box set in front of him once again, not wishing to intrude on such a private moment for her. It was her pain, and it wasn’t meant to be shared for the likes of him, he knew this.

He respected this.

“Allison and I had a song. She really, really loved Miley Cyrus. She just insisted our little anthem was When I Look at You,” he whispered more to himself than to her.

She glanced over at him, and sniffed a couple times, hard. “I’m sorry,” she managed. “I didn’t mean to bring that up for you. It’s just — it’s been months, but I can’t seem to forget. I’m really sorry. I’m not normally like this.”

After a moment she shook herself, smearing her hands across her face, and picked her way back to her nest in the centre of the mess. She’d managed to put Jesse out of her mind, mostly. Every so often something came up, though, that reminded her sharply of the way they’d broken — how of how much she’d lost.

Her laugh was a little bitter. “I guess we’re just the unwanted people of the world, huh.”

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