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Brandt
Age 16
After Sarah left my house to live with Mason and Reese, things changed. I have no idea what she’d done to me, but I missed her like crazy. I missed her living in my house. I missed her sleeping in my bed. I missed her just being there, to talk to whenever I wanted.
Somewhere between drying her tears each night and helping her brush her hair each morning, I’d become dependent on taking care of her.
Sometimes I’d tell Noel I was going to the park to play ball with the guys when really I was going to her house instead. Not sure why I lied, maybe because I was afraid he’d tell me I was spending too much time with her. No matter what, I wasn’t going to spend any less time with her.
Then, in the evenings, after Mason told me I needed to head home, I’d sneak around to her wi
