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“Amelia hold up!” I ignore Julian's call for me as I push past her and run out of the house. She wasn't supposed to be here, she had made her decision all those years ago, and now she was standing at our front door for what? Everything was already all too much for me to handle, and now she has the nerve to just stop by like everything was forgiven? Dad didn't deserve that, Julian didn't, maybe I did seeing as I was just like her in the fleeing game, but she had no right to throw this surprise on them unexpectedly. I move as fast as my feet can take me, refusing to look back as I angrily wipe at the tears trailing down my cheek, shoving my hands into the pocket of my jeans as the cold nibs at my fingers. Finally coming to the massive public parking lot that usually served as a snow fig
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