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 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥, 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰! 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫! 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠:

⚠️ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀʏ ʙᴇ ᴜɴᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀꜱ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇꜱ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ, ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 18 ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ꜰᴏᴏᴅ ᴘʟᴀʏ ɪɴ ʙᴇᴅ. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴜɴᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀɴʏ ꜰᴜʀᴛʜᴇʀ. ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴜᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇꜱ ᴜɴꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛꜱ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴍᴀʏ ʙᴇ ᴜɴᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ɴᴇɢʟᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʙʏ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɪɴ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʜᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟɪᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛꜱ. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴜɴᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ, ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʀɪꜱᴋ.⚠️

 Spencer drops me off at my parents' house entrance, kissing me before I go inside. I wave as he gets back inside his car and go inside. The maid greets me at the door, taking my coat as I step further in the door. My sister and Kyle are sitting there patiently for our parents to come into the room. I look into the dining hall as I sit down next to Kyle and his gin and tonic, seeing that they are both on the phone. Small laughs leaving their mouths at different times. I smile awkwardly at both Carla and Kyle, offering them a cupcake. I had the baker neatly wrap the to-go box in fall colors. Both of them declined the offer, and I sank into the couch.

I watch my parents as they continue on the phone. They nod and banter to whoever was on the receiving end, and finally, after a long minute and a half of hearing them talk to someone the way they never talked to me. I turn to Carla, "Do you know who they're talking to?"

"Beats me; they have both been on the phone since we got here," Carla says. My mouth forms an "O," and I check my phone for any notifications that would keep me busy. Sadly, there was nothing there but Spencer's texts that I could look back on from earlier today.

Footsteps boom from across the way, indicating that they were done on the phone calls.

"Sophia Danielle, stop slouching." My mother barks.

"Nice to see you too, mother," I turned to Dad but addressed everyone, "Anyone want a cupcake? They're cinnamon apple."

"You'd be happy to know that I am planning a Halloween party!" My mother chimes in, ignoring my words.