Nichole: What’s going on?

Myla: Today is the wedding, and it feels like this impending bomb is about to explode. Like I need to decide by the stroke of midnight, and I . . . I don’t know what’s going on in my head, or in my heart. It’s all so confusing. And then Ryot got some news yesterday that has really put a damper on things.

Nichole: What kind of news?

Myla: He got a segment on ESPN titled The Jock Report, where he brings in stories from the app. It’s a pretty huge deal because it puts them in the mainstream media.

Nichole: Wow, that’s huge. He must be thrilled.

Myla: That’s the thing, he’s not. He’s worried about me. He’s apologized about the news, told me he didn’t know. Have I made him that paranoid?

Nichole: From what I know of him and the situation, I’d say he’s probably worried that you’re thinking . . . “wow, another thing The Jock Report will take.” And this is all happening when he’s trying to figure things out with you. It probably scared him more than anything.

Myla: I guess I didn’t look at it that way. That makes me sad because he should be happy about this. Despite everything that’s gone down, this is a big accomplishment.

Nichole: Have you told him that?

Myla: No. I brushed him off until tomorrow because I wanted to enjoy this last day. But it’s ruined anyway. I’m down by the pool, and he’s across the patio talking to Banner. They’ve been there all morning.

Nichole: Ignoring it is making it worse. Seems like you need to at least tell him that you’re proud of him because, if anything, you are . . . right? Despite what you went through for him to accomplish this, you’re still proud?

Myla: There’s resentment there, but if I push past that, I am proud of him. He’s one of the hardest workers I know, and even though he forgot about our promises to each other to create something of this magnitude, I am proud.

Nichole: It might help if you say that. I’m not saying you need to go crazy and congratulate him with a celebration, but I think if you two are going to move on—apart or together—you have to at least acknowledge that the smattering of promises wasn’t in vain.

Myla: You’re right. And maybe if I say that, he won’t be so awkward. We had such a good night last night, and I feel like it’s getting muddied by this new thing.

Nichole: Can I ask where your head is at when it comes to him?

Myla: I don’t know. I’m so terrified to let go, but I’m also still upset. Although, I was having drinks with Kelsey and Lottie last night and something crossed my mind. Remember when those Internet trolls attacked me for my body size and how I didn’t deserve someone like Ryot?

Nichole: Yes, don’t get me started on that because I will fume all over again.