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Chapter One Hundred-Three
Reed POV The two of us have really fu*k things up. We’ve both tried different ways to forget her. Lucas is screwing anything he can and I’ve... well let’s just say that Dad’s liquor cabinet isn’t as full as it used to be. Neither of us are sleeping well. We have let all of our training, both physically and practical, go to the wayside. I'm kind of surprised that Dad hasn't said anything yet. Our grades in school have slipped. Both of us just skimmed by getting our credits this year, which our parents don’t know about yet. In less than a year, everything has started to fall apart. This wasn’t how things were supposed to go. Quinn was going to go do his training and would be done and come back just as Levi, Lucas and I were going for ours. Then, when we were all done with the two-year progr
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