AUBER'S POV
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Azalea is acting strange-- more strangely than usual, and it has my skin crawling with bug feet. "Auber," Azalea's voice comes through the wood door before she knocks three times. It's light, almost like her kid is knocking instead. I stride over to the door, opening it. We stare at one another for a second before that idiotic smile crosses her face. "Food's ready," Her smile only brightens, and my eyes narrow on her, "What are we eating?" Her head tilts, smile dropping like I'm being an inconvenience. My heart slightly starts to race. "Just come eat, would you?" Even though her smile is faded, the warmth remains in her eyes like the sun lives in the sky. My shoulders drop as I stare at her bewildered, "Fine, let's go," I gesture past her with my hand, following her down t
