“Create your own reality.”
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~ Elizabeth ~
“I thought you guys weren’t dating…” Mom called out from behind me as I headed out for what she called a ‘date’ with Patrick the next morning.
“We are not dating,” I replied quickly, pausing at the door to glance at her. Her eyes were wide and playful, her lips curved in that mischievous smile I knew all too well. She was enjoying this—too much, if you asked me.
“We’ll see!” she sang, her voice echoing down the hall as I finally stepped out and shut the door behind me.
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I left my room and walked past the reception desk. I let out a soft breath of relief when I realized the nerdy receptionist wasn’t there today. Instead, it was Bee—the one who knew how to mind her business. Thank God.
Outside, the sun greeted me with a gentle glow. The k
