QuirinaThe plane ride was quiet, neither Bryce nor I spoke as we flew to my parents. The entire time he held my hand, letting me know that he is here for me if and when I choose to talk.I don’t want to talk. I want to get there now and make sure that they’re okay. When the plane lands Bryce just gives me a tight-lipped smile. I thank the pilot and we get off. Bryce asks me, “So, how do we get there?”I smile softly, “Leave that to me.”At that moment a car pulls up and an older man comes out and says, “A pleasure to see you, Ms. Stone, Mr. Lake.”I nod at the valet and both Bryce and I get in the car and it takes off in the direction I need it to. I know that we will have to walk a bit later, but for now I just lean my head on Bryce’s shoulder and enjoy the ride. He looks out the window, watching as the world passes on around us. I sit up when the valet asks, “Are you here to meet up with the rest of them?”I frown, “Who?”This causes him to frown and he remarks, “The other ones fro
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