(Reagan's POV)
After Alexander and I returned from Maui I told him that part of me needing space meant that I needed to get out of the house. I told him that I would find a place to stay and that I would be back when I was ready to come back. He didn't stop me, beg me to stay, or even ask me where I was planning on staying. He merely told me okay and that he was fine with my choice and I could come back whenever I was ready to. So I packed my suitcase and my duffel bag, got in my car, drove away and that was that.
When I left, the thought dawned on me, where the heck was I even going to stay? Blake was the first person that I thought of, so I immediately called her up while I was in the car. She had been grateful to offer me a place to stay although she questioned why I had left Al
