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78| You, Isla. You.

The next day, I was up and ready. I leave Oliver's room before he wakes up. I don't know why, but I feel like it's the right thing to do.

I feel awfully guilty for what I did yesterday night, not that he's even aware of it. But that doesn't even make me feel better.

I head straight for Sandra and the kids. I see her giving them work to do, and I quickly gesture for her to come with me.

She tells the kids to continue doing their work before she heads straight for me as I stand by the door of the room.

"Good morning, Isla. It's been a minute." I say, and I nod frantically.

"Yeah yeah. Good morning." I say in an off tone, and she raises a brow at me. Goddess, this woman always knows when something is wrong with me.

"You know the councillor, right? Lauren's father." I say in hushed whispers, and she nods.

"Did you know that he has these vivid dreams that come true?" I ask her, and she nods casually.

"Yeah, everyone knows that." She shrugs, and my jaw drops.

No. This is not happening. This
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