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Quinn's POV I felt nervous and anxious when I woke up the following day at five-thirty. I hadn’t slept most of the night because I kept repeating what I would tell Brianna and Tanner. I wanted to warn them before I went and put my notice in. Landon wrapped me in his arms, trying to comfort me with little success. "Good morning," he said, pulling me tighter. "Morning," I mumbled, inhaling his smoky scent as I rolled over to turn off my alarm. "Are you ready for today?" he asked. "Yes and no. I'm worried about how Brianna will react and how I'll handle my anger. I swear it's been getting worse, and when I would typically feel upset and cry, I get angry. "That's one of the most complex emotional adjustments to make. Ezra and I still slip up and let our anger get the best of us, but