GIANNA
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When I knocked on the door to my parents’ place, Sheila opened it for me. She squealed when she saw me, wrapping me in a hug. I hugged her back immediately, feeling slightly better already.
After a while, she pulled away and stared at me. “You didn’t mention you’d be coming home today.”
I shrugged. “Well, here I am.”
“I’ve missed you so much.” Sheila and I were only two years apart so we grew up very close. She was bummed when I got married as soon as I graduated but it was nothing either of us could control. “Are you staying for a while?” She questioned, eyeing my bag that was flung over my shoulder.
“Until further notice,” I responded as we entered the house and Sheila closed the door behind us.
“What? Did you fight with Brandon?”
“Who fought with Brandon?” My mom aske
