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Alyssa The next morning, Zuri and I are moved into our "temporary" room in the clubhouse. It's bigger than I expected, more like a mini-apartment with a bedroom, kitchen, and attached bathroom. They didn't skimp on making it feel comfortable, bringing in new furniture since Zuri's room is still intact at King's house. But despite the effort, it's not home. Or at least, what was starting to feel like home. I've barely spoken a word to the guys since they decided to bring me to Gray's version of Fort Knox. I'm too upset to say anything nice, so I just don't say anything at all. Niko tried explaining in the car that they'd see me every day, that, no matter what, I wouldn't be alone. But the words feel like empty promises now. I was safe with them. How could they let Gray convince them