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I used to think us twins could feel each other's pain and that if something ever went wrong we would come to the rescue because that was our job. That'...
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【８．５ Ｃｈａｐｔｅｒ】
I'm snuggled in an oversized hoodie and a pair of black sweats and my vans. It's comfy and soft and feels like the closest thing to a blanket. I sit in front of the car as Dad drives Chase to school and then we'll head off to the therapist's office. It's quiet and peaceful and I needed this. I didn't feel like being at school today. I didn't think I could handle it yet.
Chase is sitting quietly in the back, but I can feel him bump his leg into my seat every once in a while as he bounces anxiously in the back.
It's different than our ore upbeat morning routine we've developed between Nash and Falcon.
Shit.
Nash and Falcon.
"Chase we didn't pick up Nash and Falcon today." I remind him worried that Nash won't have a ride. I go to grab my phone out of my sweats when Chase's voice stops me.
