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Elizabeth woke up to the sound of crying. It took her a moment to get her bearings. She glanced beside her on the bed. Chelsea was gone. The crying began again. She turned the other way and saw her daughter standing by the window. Chelsea had her hands over her mouth to muffle her cries.
“Chelsea? What's wrong, hon?”
Chelsea turned to her mother. “What have I done?”
Her mother patted the bed. “Come and talk to me.”
Her daughter sat down, a concerned look on her face. “Sydney and Jax. They're…together.”
Elizabeth could see how upset Chelsea was but she proceeded with caution. “What do mean together?”
“I mean they're hugging and kissing…like a couple.”
Elizabeth frowned. “Outside?”
“Yes,” Chelsea whispered.
“Well that may mean good news.”
Chelsea cut her off. She wasn't listeni
