"Kyla, stop asking about her. I don’t want to talk about it." I glare over at Kyla as we make our way down the sidewalk.

Kyla smiles over at me. "I’ll stop asking about her if you pay for my starbucks." I roll my eyes at her.

"Fine."

The rest of our way to the starbucks is uneventful. As we round the corner, I stop dead in my tracks. Kyla’s eyes go wide. "Oh my God. Ashley." Spencer is sitting at one of the outside tables of the starbucks. Now, normally this wouldn’t be an odd situation. What makes it so unusual is that she’s playing with a toddler. A little blonde boy. "You don’t think he’s hers do you?" I look over at Kyla before continuing to stare. Apparently she takes that as her cue to continue speaking. "I mean, he does look just like her…"

Right after that leaves Kyla’s mouth, Spencer and the little boy are joined by a tall red head. She leans over grabbing the kid and picking him up to hold him. He grins, and I hear him say mommy. Oh MY GOD. Does Spencer has a baby?????

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Man, being in LA again is so nice. I’ve been living in Georgia for eight years. It’s so great to be home. I’m only here for a couple of weeks though, Of course, in the few days that I’ve been here I’ve already seen Kyla. Man. I just can’t catch a break.

She told me that Ashley misses me. Like I really wanted to know that. Ashley broke up with me. That’s a part of my past. I’ve moved on.

I pull into the beach, at ”our spot”. I know, if I’m so over it, why am I still coming here. The thing is, I really did love her, and I don’t regret being with her. Things just never seemed to be able to work with us.

So here I am, at the spot. I’m starting to get out of the car, but I notice that someone else is also at our spot. "Ashley.." I throw the car into reverse, leaving as quickly as I can without running someone over.

 Okay. So maybe I’m not quite as over it as I thought.