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ASHLEY.
I walk down the hallway that leads to my mother's room.
Opening the door slowly; a small smile crawls to my face at the sight of the woman sprawled over her bed, with her hair covering her face.
She works too much trying to take care of me, and Vincent, and it saddens my heart that she overworks herself. Which is why I have to make her proud.
Shutting the door silently to make sure it doesn't disturb her; I make my way back to my room, and drop on my bed, a soft sigh leaving my parted lips as I stare at the white ceiling.
The events of the night flow through my mind, and have me clutching my pillow. So many disastrous things in one night.
From that stupid Quinn, to fighting with Vincent, and then Sinclair.
Sinclair.
I don't even want to think about that.
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