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“You okay?” Caleb asks as I take a seat and try to focus on

“Yeah, I’ to a dark place—a place I’ve tried to forget so many times in the past several weeks It’s as if Weston has corave to take hold of me; to remind me I was his, and that I will always be his

The chair next tostarts An older woman sits next to me and smiles I think her name is Annette, and I know I’ve seen her here before She has a kind face and is soft-spoken, but just like the rest of the people in this roorief-stricken and broken

I wait for Dacia, hoping to see her tonight since I haven’t heard from her lately She’s never late and doesn’t usually s, so I find her absence odd I pull e because I’ the last text I received from her, I notice the date is from a few days before the dinner party when she confir, but then didn’t

Pastor Jude walks in and greets everyone with his usual war late, so the in shortly

“Who are you texting?” Caleb leans over and glances at my phone

“Dacia Have you spoken to her lately?” I ask

Caleb shakes his head “Nope Haven’t heard from her since she ditched your party”

I bite the inside of my cheek, then release a concerned breath Mo starts, so I tuck my phone away and try to stay focused

My o around the circle and share their stories I think about what losing Weston really s, though the thoughts of him and what he did to me still haunt me