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calums pov:

i walk to ashleys room and see if shes still sleeping. she probably is gonna sleep through the storm.

i open her door and dont see her in the bed. i look around the room and see her quivering in a ball in a corner. i run over to her.

"no. go away" she says faintly.

i ignore her and grab her arm gently. she pulls her arm back .

"i said go away" she says sharply

"its my job" i whisper

"you failed your job a long time ago"

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