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Chapter 53: Poor Choices
Weston,sixteen-years-old, continued
I turn back to the dilapidated house with its peeling beige paint and junk littering the front yard. My parents, who intoxicated the most precious thing in this entire world to me, are waiting inside.
I walk in to find Jase standing in front of them while Ransom has his guns trained at the back of both their heads.
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