~{GRACE'S POV}~
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I watched him lean against the wall as he rubbed his face in frustration.
"I know what you're going to say," he drawled.
"Then tell me, because I never planned on saying anything," I let him know and he sighed before looking at me.
"I imagined you would say stuff like why did I come here when you could arrange another meeting with Leah so we can talk things. But sincerely Grace, I don't want to talk anymore, I'm just tired," he moved from the wall and came to meet me.
"So what do you want? Because Leah clearly doesn't want you," I said the obvious while calmly waiting for his decision.
Exhaling loudly, he looked around and smiled bitterly.
"Maybe all I want is my friend." He said and closed his eyes tightly.
Sighing, I moved closer and quietly rubbed his back so he wouldn't cry.
Losing his friend had so much effect on him than anything else.