Chapter One Hundred-Three

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Isaac's POV I didn't walk through the door until three a.m. Matt told me Celeste was upstairs in her parents room. He said she ate supper and talked to Derrick. As I walked up the stairs my stomach growled.  "You didn't eat did you?" I thought she would be sleeping. "Hey. I thought you would be sleeping. How was your night?" I was deflecting. "Isaac, answer me." "No baby girl, I didn't eat. I was taking care of things. Time got away from me. I'll eat in the morning." "Don't burn yourself out for me. You told me I need to take care of myself, well you need to take care of yourself too. When was the last time you showered?" She's being the mother I never wanted or needed. She was right. I think I took a shower two or three days ago. I didn't eat because I was too busy killing people. I

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