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82. That Day

114. That Day

– Three weeks ago –

- West -

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When I reach home, I stiffen to realize someone is inside. Alfred is usually out at this time and doesn’t come back until late at night. I open the door carefully and see Riley sitting by the kitchen counter doing her schoolwork.

She still has the keys.

“You are late,” she says.

I blink at her. She turns and raises her brow, expecting an answer from me. It makes me smile.

“I didn’t want to come back to an empty house.” I admit. That damn call from Spain has messed up my head today. I am not sure how I am feeling exactly.

“What are you doing here?” I ask as I notice a cake box, some flowers and a tiny gift sitting on the counter next to her bag. Considering the way she snapped at me in the parking lot, I am sure it’s not for me.

“Bought these for Mom’s birthday… “ She says then asks after a pause, “Do you remember who else’s birthday it is today?”

I sigh. She is here to pick up a fight.

That day when she saw the pics… She was t
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