'Apparently, you don't thank your best friends for any sort of help.'

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He left me there, in the living room, alone, with a thousand unanswered questions of my own. I didn't expect more from him and I was glad that this would be the last encounter we would have with each other.

I turned around to see Sam and Nat standing in the doorway of the living room, looking expectantly at me.

"You were listening through the keyhole, weren't you?" I asked softly, afraid of their answer. Did they hear about the dreams that I had been having.

They frantically shook their heads and I smiled at the sight....