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He’s speechless.
I walk over to my dresser. “If you’ll excuse me, I have to get ready for work.”
Sadness fills his eyes. “Sawyer—”
I look at Mama. “Am I grounded, Mama?”
She shakes her head. “No.”
“Good. In that case, I’ll be home late.” I glare at my father. “I’m going to my boyfriend’s house after work since he’s obviously no longer welcome here.”