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Those are the texts that I received in response

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Those are the texts that I received in response.

And they make me want to die.

Okay, maybe I'm being a little bit dramatic, but I do think my heart shattered upon having this conversation.

I'm not in a road trip mood anymore. I don't know where the RV is going, but I just know that I'm tired of being cooped up and scared every other night. I'm being a total nightmare to be on the road with and it's really showing.

Tanner's tried asking what's wrong, and for the first time ever, I don't want to talk about it with him. Not because I don't trust him, but because I'm absolutely humiliated. I'm angry. I'm hurt. I'm embarrassed. I know that Tanner wouldn't judge me and he'd probably ask the RV driver to detour to New York so that he could kick Vin's ass, but I just don't want to have to rehash everything right now.

I've blocked Vin on everything and deleted his number from my phone. No use in keeping that now.

But then, the days of traveling are over and we're back to filming. Dakota brings us to a pit stop that is allegedly also haunted—the Carrie Furnace. It's in Pennsylvania, but I don't have it in me to even be annoyed at Dakota. I'm just going through the motions. We meet with a historian who explains that it was a place where iron was made in the late 1800s. The steel manufactured there built the Empire State Building, which I guess is cool.

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