the night is cold and quiet, the warmth of the fire keeping us slightly warm. Here we are sitting around the campfire, laughing. Well everyone but me. I can’t help but admire how Harper looks, my jacked slung around her shoulders and the fire light illuminating her features. But then Zack slings an arm around her shoulder, my eyes hesitantly avert to him a scowl on my face. But I stay quiet, my jaw clenched
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