Mikayla dragged herself out of the car, her trepidation mounting with each step that she took towards her front door. Her own front door. In her own house. It was insane. She'd built her home as a safe space for herself; a place specially designed for her comfort. Well not anymore. She was scared to even go home.She opened the door and peered in cautiously as though expecting a bomb to go off at any second. But that was not the case. She was greeted by the sight of Michelle and Abe sitting side by side on the floor, a book open in front of them. A pencil was jammed between in Abe's tiny hand."Oh, welcome, Mikayla. I didn't think you'd be home this early. Must be real easy being a doctor," she joked."I took the rest of the day off," she answered simply and folded herself wearily into the couch. "You see, you should have just stayed home like I said," Michelle pointed out.Mikayla rolled her eyes. "What are you doing?" She asked, changing the subject before it devolved into an a
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