Jon let out a well-deserved sigh as he hopped onto the couch in Veronica's apartment. He still hasn't given her his keys back, so he just decided to let himself in. He didn't expect her to be there, because she made it very clear to him that she wouldn't be anywhere he could normally find her. But all of her stuff was clearly there, so maybe she hadn't even been home since all of this. He looked to his side and saw a small newspaper lying on a table. He knew it would be a huge invasion of his privacy if he read it, but maybe it gave him an idea of ​​where she would be. He had to find her quickly before she completely disappeared from his life. He picked it up and began flipping through the pages until he found the last entry. It was dated a month earlier, so he probably wouldn't have found any valuable information. although he still found himself reading it. I still think about him, honestly. But this time I find myself thinking about all the bad times, and there have been many. But I try my best to think about the good times because I don't want to not love him; he did some really good things for me that changed my life. I mean, he's the one who encouraged me not to be ashamed of my profession. Even today, I hear his voice every time I get ready to go on stage. I always hear him say, "If someone has a problem with you taking off your clothes for money, then they can suck dick." You have a very sexy body, and if you want to flaunt it, go for it. Fuck those uptight bitches you call your parents, and all the other pretentious, pretentious, decent assholes who have a problem with you being a stripper. I miss him so much, and it hurts knowing that in two years he probably won't even remember me. Anyway, it's been exactly three weeks since...... middle of paper ......e Cincinnati and be happy,” she said, getting up from the couch. "And obviously you don't since you wouldn't let me go." At this point, she wanted to just walk away and try to forget him, but her feet remained planted on the ground as she looked him straight in the eyes. He sighed before running his hands through his hair. "Fine. Move on. I can't force you to stay with me, so do whatever the fuck you want," he said before getting up from the couch and leaving his apartment, slamming the door behind him. Veronica looked at the door just to see if he would. to come back. After five minutes, she realized he was serious and probably wasn't going to come back. Even though she really wanted him to come back, she hoped he wouldn't. If he did, she didn't think she would be able to resist the urge to kiss him. She sighed and went to her room to start packing her things...