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Twenty-five: Mia Conner
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Mia Conner That Spring Break was the worst vacation I had ever taken. I remembered Brooklyn had taken me up to my room, and we spent one afternoon by the pool tanning and having fun. When I woke up the next morning, there was a text from Brooklyn saying she had to deal with some family business but that I could enjoy the house. But not to leave because she’d be back to take me back to school. For three days, I was by myself, alone. I tried calling Brooklyn a million times, but no one answered. Then, one morning, I woke up to the feeling of someone touching my neck. I jumped up in bed, and let out a yelp. Standing there, looking at me with a furrowed brow, was Mason. “Were you…” I thought of the sensation I’d felt. “Were you just checking my pulse?” Mason nodded. “You were too fucking still. It was unnerving.” &Related chapters
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