April's POV
The following weekend, I went home just as my dad had instructed me. I didn't bother telling Alex I wouldn't be around for the weekend. I figured since he never told me about his whereabouts, it was inappropriate for me to inform him about mine. Plus, we were not in speaking terms. Ever since I told him not to speak to me, we had not spoken a single word to each other. It was ironic since we lived in the same house and we collided here and there but we never spoke.
Now I was home. I liked home and not because it was this very large Manor, with long driveway and a large field, but because it was where I felt the happiest. I had the opportunity to grow up loved and I was very grateful for that. At home is where everyone I loved lived too. And my room, which I loved, was.
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