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Lucas’s POV

“Good morning” my mom said tenderly as she walked inside the dining room, with Angelina walking behind her.

I found myself checking her out instantly, taking note of every single detail. Like how her hair was still that messy, wild, jumble of curls around her head from yesterday. It really suited her, that wild look. And how she was still wearing the same white pants and sweater that belonged to my sister. It also suited her more than April. And finally, my heart tugged at me when I looked at her eyes; which were looking everywhere but at me, that had those fading red traces in them. She was definitely crying before she came here.

I looked at my mom and saw her teary eyes as well, a lot less noticeable than Angelina’s, and I wondered what went on between them in that room.

I had a small guess, My mom being her kind self must have tried to make her feel at home and told her that she was probably safe here. And for some odd reason, Angelina carried a look of shame or guilt i
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