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but. To be continued...

he said, and it wasn't a question. "I'm trying to be good at this," I said. "You don't have to be good at this," Eli said. "You have to be present. You have to let yourself want things without calculating whether you're doing it right." "I don't know how to do that," I said. "Yes, you do," Eli said. "You've been learning how for months. You're just reverting to control because vulnerability got intense." He was right. Again. He was always right about this.

Mom bellowed as the smell of Bacon wafted into my room. I sat up quickly. Oh, that's right. Today is my first day. Yay me. The day I've been dreading ever since Dad told us his work was moved here. I groaned internally, stood up, made my bed, and made my way into the bathroom to brush my teeth and tried to make sense of the forest that was my hair, brushing out the knots that I could and putting it in a bun leaving some out on the side of my face. After putting on the yellow oversized beanie and a skirt in matching color, I stared at myself in the mirror. This was i

Yes he's rich,he can afford to buy those designer clothes wizzy wears. "Babe why is the music so loud",dami heard a voice from upstairs accompanied with some footsteps .Dami was so sure he heard a voice. He immediately stopped the music. Babe? Why is the music so loud? And where did that come from? He immediately thought of dropping his cup of coffee on table that was in the middle of his large sitting room and in between his majesty looking couches. He did so.

He whined, clinging to Neal. Well...that's the whole point of punishment, he thought, but didn't said out loud. Neal let out a small laugh shaking his head. He looked at Beau who slept half of the day before decided to play. The little thing was observing a beetle on the grass with his curious eyes, his little head tilted slightly to left. Neal smiled at Beau's adorableness and tapped Ricky's head which rested on his shoulder, "Let's go inside. We are sitting here for hours."

Jessie says softly and Macy runs up to her room. I lean over the counter as I start to feel lightheaded and rest my forehead on the cool surface. I feel Jessie rub my back, speaking to me in a soothing voice. As I was trying to calm my breathing, my doorbell rings and Macy goes to let them in. She returns with Jessie's mother as she continues to help me calm my anxiety attack. "Deep breaths Elliott," she says in a soothing whisper. "Everything is going to be fine, I promise."