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Chapter Seventy-Nine : Cole pov

The morning after my father left, I woke up to sunlight on my face and Jay's arm around my waist.

The apartment was quiet. The city was waking up. Birds were singing outside the window. I didn't move. Didn't want to wake him. I just lay there thinking about everything. My father's words. I told him he's family. Jay's face when he came back inside. The way he looked at me. Like I was home.

"You're awake," Jay mumbled.

"I'm awake."

"You're thinking."

"I'm always t
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