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Scared of history repeating itself
Jayden's pov Chloe hadn't came out of her room since we got home. The body remained at the mortuary while my mom insisted on taking over the burial process and discussing it with the Fitzgeralds who promised immense support throughout the process of the burial and I couldn't be more grateful. I still didn't feel any grief and didn't any to be a part of it. I just wanted to help Chloe get over it soon, seeing as the break was almost over. I wanted her to resume school fully prepared while having it in mind that I will be there for her throughout. "Grrrrr!" My alarm clock rang and I hit it with much more violence than it deserved because of the text I was reading. I put up my phone and dialed a number I was starting to get too familiar with. "Just like your mother. I'm assuming
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