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Chelsea was up early, having had little sleep. Every noise had kept her awake throughout the night. Finally, she gave up and put the coffee on. She opened the door and let Sage out, took a shower and dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. By that time, Sage was back, waiting to be let in. What am I involved in? Curled up on the couch, the old insecurities were creeping back, and she didn’t like it. Her life had progressed well since moving to Emerald Lake. This came out of nowhere, and not having the answers scared her.
To her surprise, a knock came at the door. It was barely eight in the morning. Sage stood and growled. Chelsea peered cautiously out the window to see Mason Ross standing on her porch.
She raced to the door and threw it open. “Come in, please. Thank you for getting here so
