THE WEIGHT OF HOME
~CHELSEA POV~
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"You don't have to go back there."
Kade's voice cuts through the morning quiet. His hands grip the steering wheel too tightly.
We sit in his car outside our building, engine running, three stories of peeling paint and broken promises looming above us.
"Yes, we do."
Chase shifts in the backseat, medical equipment bag clutched to his chest. He needs his checkup today. Moving him around isn't good for his condition.
"Chelsea." Kade turns to face me. "Samuel could come back. What if next time…."
"Next time what? Next time we'll handle it like we always do." The words come out sharper than I meant. "This isn't new for us, Kade. Run or hide. Sleep at friends' places. Survive."
"But I found you th
