Zander's POVOver in Arleston, before stepping off the plane, I snapped my Hartwell SIM card in half and tossed it.I was planning to hunt down a payphone outside the terminal to call Alena, but the moment I walked into the arrivals hall, I caught sight of Alena and my parents waiting in the crowd. They were holding a ridiculously over-the-top sign that read, "Welcome home, Zander!"Alena jogged over, grabbed my suitcase, and guided me toward Mom and Dad. They hadn't just brought a sign. They were holding a massive bouquet of fresh flowers.I greeted them with a smile. "Dad, Mom, Alena, sorry for making you all worry about me."Mom looked me up and down, her eyes brimming with tears. "Zander, why are you so thin? You look so pale. Did someone hurt you?"Having just broken out of the psychiatric ward, I had thrown on fresh clothes and rushed straight onto the flight. I slept on the plane and skipped every meal, leaving me exhausted.Not wanting them to worry, I brushed it off. "N
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