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I run up the stairs to my room and start packing. Braxton follows, stands in the door, and watches as I toss everything into my suitcase.
My phone keeps ringing, and I’m sure it’s Mom or Charlotte wanting an update, but I just don’t have it in me to talk to them.
“You want to sleep at my place tonight?” he asks.
“I’m going to go to the airport and try to book an earlier flight to New York,” I say in answer.
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I turn on him and hurl my anger in his direction. “What’s it matter to you if I am? You and your sister and your aunt can have this place. You can have him. I’m done.”
He walks in and picks my bag up off the bed. “Okay. Have it your way. Take your ass back to New York and hide. I’ll drive you to the airport myself, but first, you’re going to sit your ass down and hear what Jefferson has to say.”