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IT WAS SUNNY WHEN Reese woke up the next morning, and while she laid in bed for the first few minutes of the morning after waking, she replayed her mother's words from the prior night over and over in her mind, trying to stay positive.

She got up when she felt somewhat better, walking quietly over to the bathroom and running a bath for herself to relax her even more. Reese enjoyed the warm bubbles on her skin for a few minutes, making her muscles lose a lot of the tension and tightness.

For the first time in years, she didn't get to go for a morning swim like she always did, without fail. To say it was disappointing would be an understatement. She was really having a hard time giving this move a chance.

Reese didn't want to talk to her mom about her feelings again. She knew her mother was worried sick about her, and she already had so much on her plate with the move. Reese just repeating the same anxieties and sadness to her would do nothing to help. Even though she knew her mother wanted to help her and loved her with all of her heart, Reese also knew that Hila-Mae didn't truly understand why Reese was having such a hard time.

She was so different from her brother. Even though he was still a child and Reese was a teenager, they'd always had different personalities. Even when Reese was Cyrus's age, she wasn't as easy-going and nonchalant as he was. She always took things so seriously and got distraught easily. It must have been exhausting for her parents, she thought, to have one high-strung child and one that just went with the flow. Cyrus never gave them any issues.

Besides, her parents must be dealing with their own difficulties. They'd just moved across the country, too, and they had more responsibility than her—both of them had new jobs now, and two children to worry about. Reese wasn't going to add any more to their plates than they already had.

Reese just wished she was more like other girls. She'd woken up multiple times at night just to stare at the ceiling and overthink every little thing. While most normal girls would be sad about leaving their home, they wouldn't be as scared as Reese was. And she was truly scared, right down to her bones.

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