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Blake

I had made Breakfast.

I made Pancakes, eggs, and bacon.

Miranda

I woke up.

I smelt an amazing aroma

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I smelt an amazing aroma.

I got out of bed.

I grabbed my robe.

I slid it on.

Blake

Miranda walked in the Kitchen.

"How much yelling is there gonna be?"

"None."

"None?"

"None."

She sat on one of the Bar stools.

"It was 3 AM. But I meant every word I said."

"I know you did."

"And I understand they're not only my houses."

"I know you do."

"I went through it before. A— And it's not easy to leave. Especially if you love them."

"Or Stockholm Syndrome sets in."

"Mm-hmm. It's even worse if Stockholm sets in. I hated my abuser. I knew the second time he did it that it was just gonna get worst."

"Uh-huh."

"It takes a lot of courage to leave an abuser."

"Mm."

"So, I need you to be nice to Madeline."

"I will treat her the way I treat my Sister."

Miranda shook her head.

"No?"

"No. Because then that'll scare her off."

I laughed.

I gave Miranda a plate.

"I'm heading up to Oklahoma State."

"Please be careful."

"I will."

She ate some pancakes and eggs.

Miranda

I slid a black dress on.

I paired it with a pair of black ballet flats

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I paired it with a pair of black ballet flats.

I sighed

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I sighed.

I put my long blonde hair in a French Braid.

Blake

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Blake

Miranda walked out of our room.

She was in a black dress, black ballet flats, and her hair was in a French Braid.

Miranda grabbed her keys

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Miranda grabbed her keys.

We kissed.

She walked out.

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