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SEVENTY-TWO | LIGHTHOUSE

“You snuck out,” Aradia sighed, settling back into her chair. My hair dripped onto my shoulders, trickling down my back, beneath my coat. I shivered.

“I’m really sorry–“

“Don’t be sorry, Ellis. I only make these rules to keep us safe. We’re not a traditional family by any means, but we are all we have.” She sighed again. “We’ve already lost David. I’m not angry with you, I’m just… worried.”

She’d sounded more than just worried on the phone, but I chose to let that slide. I’d had to leave Skye at Rowan’s – I’d felt awful, but he’d said that he could just shift and run home, no harm done. I’d also felt a pang of sorrow that I still wouldn’t be able to hear what he had to say to me, though that had been dwarfed by the age-old fear of a parental telling off as I’d driven home.

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