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A new feeling

Author: Janelle Rich
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-17 23:14:19

Marrissa's point of view

I went inside the house with mixed feelings. My thoughts were a tangled mess.

How did Morgan even know where I lived? My doorstep was the last place I expected to see him, and his sudden appearance had left me unsettled. I could not shake the sight of him, standing there, I felt I no longer had a hiding place.

“Is everything okay?” Jason’s voice pulled me back to reality.

“Yes,” I replied quickly, maybe too quickly.

Jason tilted his head and gave me a skeptical look, that familiar teasing smile playing at the corners of his lips. “Sure? You are looking a little… spooked.”

“I’m fine.”

To lighten the mood, Jason cracked a joke—something dumb about the time we almost got locked out of our home in the middle of winter.

I laughed loudly, too loudly, like I was trying to prove a point. Morgan was still at the door, and I wanted him to hear me. I wanted him to know that I was fine, happy even.

Jason, as always, noticed everything but let it slide. He k
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