Proud. Betrayed. Jealous.

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. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . As Tyler went down the stairs he had to force himself to not turn back and go to her. He wanted to tell her everything was going to be fine. They were going to be okay but how could he when he himself wasn't sure about it. Dada and everyone was in the living room and looked up as Tyler entered. Not knowing what to say Tyler gave a curt nod to dada and Sawyer's father, before walking to Sawyer. "The plan for tomorrow is still on," Tyler informed Sawyer. "I'll bring her. Don't worry," he responded and gave him a pat on the shoulder. "See you tomorrow then. I'm sorry," Tyler said and before Sawyer could respond he exited the house. He sat in his car trying to figure out w

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