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January

I was sitting in the library waiting on Riley, Bree, and Bella to work on a project for one of our classes. What I was also doing, though, was stalking Angela's Facebook page. I knew it was pathetic, but she seemed to be doing fine without me. She'd been tagged in a bunch of pictures hanging out at the Rez with Jake and his friends. I guessed I'd made the right decision after all; she seemed to be a lot happier, and the amount of times she texted and called had dropped drastically.

"What are you looking at, Edward?" Bree asked, coming up behind me. "Oh, isn't that your ex?"

"Angela, yeah, we... um... broke up over Winter Break."

"And you're still friends with her on Facebook? Are you stupid?"

I looked up at her with my mouth gaping open. "Thanks, Bree."

"Sorry, Edward. I didn't mean it like that." She sat beside me, placing her hand on my arm. "But listen... it's fine if you want to stay friends with your ex. It's a good thing even, especially considering how long you were together. But torturing yourself by looking at her Facebook page isn't going to do you any favors."

"Well, I don't want to unfriend her. I told her we could still be friends, and I don't want to go back on that."

"You don't have to. Just unfollow her; that way you don't have to see… uh… whatever she's doing in that photo and she'll never know the difference."

She showed me how to unfollow someone, and I did do it. I knew I was the one who initiated the breakup, but there was no way I wanted to watch her move on with someone else—especially that fast, as it made me think she was moving on while we were still together.

When the others arrived, I was thankful Bree didn't say anything. While they knew I had broken up with Angela, I didn't want them to know how pathetic I was about still looking at what she was doing.

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Toward the end of January, Alice and Jasper made one of their first "meet in the middle" trips and came to stay with me on campus. Alice was somewhat shocked I actually went through with breaking up with Angela, and when I told her what I had witnessed at the diner, she felt bad, but it wasn't her fault.

I was slowly but surely getting used to being on my own. I loved to hang out with my friends and not have to worry about my phone going off a million times. It was such a relief. I'd received a call from Angela's dad. He was upset I "broke his little girl's heart." I guessed he had no clue about all the stuff she'd been doing back home. I chose not to say anything this time. It was no longer my business.