After that horrible phone call, I didn't really remember speaking much to James after that. We did write each other every now and then but not like before.
We lost contact for a couple of years. But the thing is, we never stopped caring about each other.
James came to my college a couple years later. By then, I was engaged. I hadn't forgot about James.
Apparently, earlier in the day, that James came to my college, he also stopped by my parents house looking for me. Surprisingly, my parents invited him in to have pizza with them. The boy who my parents worked so hard to keep me away from, they were now eating with and being all friendly to.
After the visit with my family he drove out to my college to come and surprise me with a visit. I had no idea he was coming.
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