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Amber The ding on my phone wakes me up. I pick it up to see a text from my dad. -Hi, honey. How are you doing?- It says. I sigh heavily as I respond to him. -I’m okay.- -Just okay?- -Sure- -It will be alright, Amber. You got this. You are where you belong- I frown at the message. ‘I belong with two assholes?’ I snort to myself. ‘They aren’t assholes,’ Lilith wakes up. ‘They slept all night in front of the door.’ I ignore her as I respond to my father. There is a knock on the door, and I jump. Sheila walks into the room, and I sit up. I can smell that Tyler is nearby, and I shudder. “Amber?” She says quietly. “Why are you sleeping on the couch?” She narrows her eyes at me. “Reasons,” I respond tersely as Sheila shuts the door. “Oh, it’s a brand new bed with the finest linens,