Prologue

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No text. No call. No explanation.

Tears streaming down my face sitting in my driveway. Staring straight ahead at nothing in particular.

I feel a hand on my shoulder but I don't move to look. I hear Jason calling my name but I can't seem to get my brain to function.

Sobs are ripped from my throat when I realise he ain't coming back. Then I'm being carried inside. Everything is a blur to me.

Alone. Broken. Shattered.

Tyler. Tyler is GONE.

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