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Chapter 17: Conversations
Tyler's Pov "Okay, little sis, let's call mom," I told her, pulling back and wiping my tears quickly. I tried to hide them from her, but the soft smile on her face told me she saw. I dialed mom, and she answered instantly. My heart ached at that. I could tell she had been on edge waiting to speak with us. "Tyler," she breathed. "Hey, mom," I answered softly. She made a noise that suspiciously told me she was crying. I gave her a moment to get her bearings. "Is your sister okay?" My father asked. "Mostly," I said, thinking of the gut-wrenching sobbing she just did on the balcony. I was happy my father was concerned. I do not remember a time when they were not together, but I was older than Tiera by three years. It meant that while they'd been married my whole life, something had to ha
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