EMMA’s POV :
It was mid April and spring was in the air.
It had been two months since Ian and I broke up and… there was nothing much I could say about that. We still ran into each other every now and then around the school. We’d give polite smiles or nods, but that was about it. My heart still ached every time I walked past him or heard his voice. My friends said things will get better in time, and I realized that two months weren’t enough time.
I still wondered about him daily. I wondered if he thought of me just as much. If he did, he wasn’t showing it. I buried all my energy and time by hanging out with friends, family, working, and doing extracurricular activities. If I wasn’t in cheer practice or swim meets, I would spend my time hanging out with Tiff and Carrie at the ma
