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Chapter Twenty-Three
It's a warm Saturday afternoon in mid-January and the kids are playing outside. They have just come back from spending the morning with Wyatt at the animal clinic. Grandpa met him when he dropped them off. It has been two weeks since New Year's Eve and we haven't seen or spoken to each other. Not since he kissed me, regretted it and left. Left me feeling like a freaking idiot. That night I went back into the living room but he had just left the house. I had to face everyone, his family included, with a plastered on fake smile and a broken heart. I resent him for that.
I'm on my old laptop, working on an assignment at the kitchen table, hoping to get it done quickly. I got three assignments, two essays and three tests done last night, because I couldn't sleep a wink. I've started out taking five courses at o
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He says this, moving closer to me. I have to fight the urge to get up and run away from him. I really don't want to be near him, but I won't back away like a coward. “So much that I could hardly stand it.” I say in a monotone. Actually, I haven't given this slime ball a single thought since my black eye faded and quit being a constant reminder of my stupidity. “Harper cut her hand on broken glass and I have to wait while she gets stitches.” He moves over to me about to sit down beside me. “Unless you want another broken nose, I suggest you stay the fuck away from me.” I sneer at him.
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