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I set my baby up with a blanket and Olive, both of them cuddling each other. Lexi sits next to them, slightly whining as she senses Vik's distress. Vik frees one of his arms and scratches her head.

"Please baby?"

"My parents can burn in hell."

"I know baby girl, but why?"

"I'm eighteen, almost nineteen. I have four months of school left and they pull this shit."

"Baby girl, please. What did they do?"

"I don't wanna go Joshy. I wanna stay with you!"

"You can Vik. Always. What did they do?"

"They want to move back."

"To where?"

"Back to Sheffield. Back to that horrible school."

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