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*Harper* I arrived home in the middle of the night and let myself into the house. My parents were asleep. I snuck up the stairs, grateful that I didn't need to explain anything to them that night. It didn't seem like Oliver had realized I was gone yet, either, because I hadn't heard from him. I wasn't ready to talk to him yet. I went to my old bedroom. My parents hadn't moved anything since I'd left. I was glad about that. Quickly, I unpacked my things and changed into some pajamas. I chose the non-sexy variety and lay down on the bed, propping my head up on my arm. Had I done the right thing? When I woke up, I smelled coffee brewing and the smell of pancakes. I stretched my arms up and giggled. It was good to be home! I ran down the stairs to find my parents in the kitchen. My da