Tate's POV
Well, this was proving to be more difficult than I ever thought it would be. Preslee just yelled at me and ran out of the house and Ellie was right behind her and I was right behind them. Ellie caught up to her in the front yard and had ahold of her hand and was leading her back into the house. I stopped and just watched them. She marched her right past us and back into the house and back to the living room couch where she made Preslee sit down and Ellie stood there.
"This isn't going to be pretty." Mike said standing next to me.
"Preslee, do we treat people like that?" Ellie said with her hands on her hips, and I knew right then and there they were the exact same person. It was like watching what Preslee had just said to me only now it was Ellie and of course nicer, bu
