17. Sean

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Seventeen Sean My stomach was in knots as we walked down Main Street, which was just coming alive as all of the shops began to open. I could smell the salt of the sea on the air, but it did nothing to calm my nerves. I’d dressed with care that morning, pairing a paisley tie with a blue shirt, the color that Kelly had always loved on me. But as we walked side by side, not touching and barely speaking, I knew it wouldn’t have mattered if I was standing next to her in ripped sweatpants and a threadbare T-shirt. She didn’t see me. Not since that day in the hospital when I’d come clean about Madeline. Kelly tolerated me while she was in the hospital, but since she’d moved back into our home, she’d treated me like I was a ghost. See-through and without a voice. Every word I spoke was tak

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