HUDSON'S POVThe ride home in Sofia’s car was mostly silent. She didn’t push again after I shut her down in the lot, just turned the radio low, some indie station playing songs I didn’t recognize and let me stare out the window while the streetlights streaked past. My knees still throbbed, my mouth tasted with his cum faintly , and every time I closed my eyes I saw Hudson’s wrecked expression right before he walked away from Olivia like she was nothing.By the time we pulled into the driveway, the house lights were blazing. Mom’s car sat in its usual spot, but Dad’s SUV was parked beside it, washed with no dust from the hospital lot. My stomach flipped hard.“Huh. That’s Uncle’s truck.” Sofia spoke as she killed the engine. “Yeah,” I said, already knowing what it meant and not ready for it.We stepped inside to the smell of garlic and rosemary and the sound of laughter, real laughter from mom, not the careful kind we’d been using for months.Dad was in the living room, standing, not
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