Ripple Effect
Warrick's P.O.V. I cautiously follow Sylvia as she furiously stomps up the trail back towards the house. She hasn't said a word, but I can feel the anger and betrayal rolling off of her in waves. If I wasn't so concerned about her and everything that just happened, I would be sitting on the ground right now to try and calm the nausea festering in the pit of my stomach. I took after my mom in feeling other people's emotions, but I've learned to control it over the years. I haven't had a problem with other people's emotions affecting me physically in a really long time, but right now, this emotion is so strong that it's taking over my control. Sylvia speeds up her pace even more, if that's even possible, so I speed up my pace to keep up with her. As soon as I catch up though, she sudd
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