Millie's P.O.V.
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"We're here!" Mom called as we walked through the front door of the beach house.
I tried to book it through the house to find my boyfriends, but Dad kept a tight grip on my shoulder. I stomped my foot, and crossed my arms. If I'm going to be treated like a child, then I'm going to act like one.
"You are not leaving my sight." Dad told me.
I scowled at the ground.
"David, will you just let her go," Mom said as we walked through the house.
"Finally, you're all here!" Sarah said once we made it to the back porch.
My eyes instantly connected with my four favorite pairs. I smiled brightly, and once again, tried to rush to them. Only to be pulled back.
"Dad! I will be right there." I said, pointing to the table. " Ca
