The 2:00 AM street sounds below filled Stephie's room, as she laid on her back, wide awake.Breathing softly in and out, her chest moved up and down, her abdomen seemingly caved in, as though her organs too rushed to rest on the mattress beneath her spine.After the whole supper ordeal with Jacob, Stephie ate her meal and washed the dishes, leaving the kitchen and dining area clean. Then, returning to her room, Stephie played a few games on her phone to let the meal settle in her stomach, and when she felt comfortable to lie down, she found that sleep wanted nothing to do with her. In fact, sleep was so far away, that her brain was now too preoccupied with the most recent memory she shared with Jacob. This is what she had been afraid of. He always got too close; In the car, in the kitchen, in the dining room... who's too say how much further he could go next time? And what was it about him and her crying? Stephie frowned. Was Jacob so dense to realize that he often triggered her wit
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