It was later in the day, Austin was in the kitchen cooking dinner while I was slowly starting to fix the house. I say slowly as my arms were still hurting, but I refused to stay in this house if it looked as though a tornado had gone through it. I walk over to the mantle piece, picking up the broken photo of Roman, Austin and me. It was taken around two years ago, we had just gone on a holiday up north and the weather was so nice. It was the first day Austin and I actually got along, which is why a photo was taken.With a tiny sigh, I take the photo out of the broken picture frame which goes in the bin. Before I could dwell more on the past, my phone that was sat on the counter makes a text noise. As Austin was closer, he picks it up thankfully, only able to see the name.“A text from Jacob” he tells me which instantly makes my eyes grow wide, I place the photo back down before making my way over to Austin. “Who’s Jacob?” He asks as he hands me over the phone, while I click on the mes
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