Chapter Eighty

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Possible Trauma Triggers Heather POV Grandma is back today. I have packed up my stuff. Reed has loaded it into the car for me. Shane and Mona told Grandma and Gavin that they would take me home since they had such a long drive already today to get home. For the last few days, things have been going pretty well. There had not been any weird dreams, no jealous outbursts and no heavy make-out sessions. Now was the hardest. I was standing in my room checking to make sure I had everything when Reed and Lucas walked in. There seems to be something off about them. Reed was fine fifteen minutes ago when he took my bags down. I watch as Lucas closes and locks the bedroom door. "Lucas, what are you doing? Why did you lock the door?" He didn't answer me. He just stares, like he's not sure how to

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