Violet's P.O.V.
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I think I'm dreaming. I mean, I have to be. That's the only way to explain all of this.
After Setson practically demanded my assistance, he helped me pack up the majority of Niall's things. Then we packed up most of my own things. As soon as I had what Setson deemed enough, he practically forced us into his car, and we drove away.
I was quiet the entire time. Honestly, I didn't know what to say or how to feel. I'm confused and terrified. I can't stop thinking that this might be some trick. Part of me is happy that all of this is happening though, and I hate that part.
However, I don't really understand what's going on. Setson already knows the truth about that night. I'm the one in the dark. Why does he want proo
