Mia's POVBeing in Eric's house didn't feel like home to me, no matter how much I tried convincing myself that this was where I belonged now that I knew the truth, it just wasn't. Home wasn't determined by blood. It was where I'd laughed, where I'd cried, where I'd grown up, where Bella had tucked me into bed when I was sick, where Cole had taught me how to ride a bicycle, where Miles had spent years making my life miserable. And somehow... I missed all of it.By the time morning arrived, my decision had already been made.I was going home.After getting dressed, packing the few things I'd brought with me, which were my party dress and shoes, and fixing my hair, I headed downstairs. Eric had already left for work most mornings, so I decided to wait for him outside. His official car was parked near the front entrance so I stood beside it quietly.A few minutes later, the front door opened and Dave stepped out. The moment he saw me standing there with my bag, his face immediately fell.
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