“I do like him—that’s the problem. I can’t do this anymore! I can’t put down any more roots here! I don’t want to end up trapped in this stupid, boring town like Mom! I’m not going to make the same dumb mistake she did. I hate it—I can’t stay here another minute!” His hand dropped from my arm like I’d electrocuted him. I turned away from his shocked, wounded face and headed for the door. “Bells, you can’t leave now. It’s nighttime,” he whispered behind me. I didn’t turn around. “I’ll sleep in the truck if I get tired.” “Just wait another week,” he pled, still shell-shocked. “Renée will be back
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