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Kelsey Marie:I—you know what. I’m better than this. I’m happy for you and your BBC.
Atticus Thompson:Are we really not talking about the ... other thing?
Mark Bell:SHH! They’re watching.
Jade Clark:You’re on thin ice, Atticus.
Atticus Thompson:I just want to make sure she’s okay.
Wren Hackett:She’s all good. She’s gonna have a normal day.
Mark Bell:Good. Can we talk about how this might make Kerry explode?
Jade Clark:Approved.
Kerry Winsor:Why does everyone assume theWORST of me?
Kerry Winsor: @Wren Hackett, is Dean working with you today?
When I wokeup the next morning, I wondered if the night before had been some sort of terrible dream.
But dreams made less and less sense as time went on ... and Brooke having a meltdown about not getting to sing and telling everyone that I was pregnant? It did make sense. Because that was the kind of person she was.
Getting out of bed felt like I was getting ready for my funeral. I dreaded every step, but I couldn’t avoid it forever.
Dean’s words about the town caring helped, but I wasnotready for all the questions. Deep down, I always knew that it would be coming from a place of care, but it would still be a lot.
I still had to face it.
When I came out of my bedroom, Brooke was in the living room.
Looked like I was facing this too.
“Finally,” she muttered.
“Seriously?” I snapped. I couldn’t help it. “That’s what you have to say to me?”
I expected her to bite back, but instead, her eyes went wide. “So, you’re mad.”
“No kidding.” I shook my head and brushed past her to go get a quick thing for breakfast and then leave.
“Wait, hang on.”
“What could you possibly say to make what you did okay?” I snapped.
“I got you breakfast.”
I paused. “You what?”
“It’s on the table. I had to drive way too far because Tammywouldn’t serve me.” She rolled her eyes. “But it’s a few waffles and eggs.”
“Why?” I asked.
She shrugged, looking away. “Dean said you were mad. I guess he was right.”
I’d known she’d tried to follow me to my room and that he stopped her, but I’d gone to bed right after locking the door. I needed that time, and even with it, I hadn’t looked forward to facing her.