Chapter 5

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Lucy's POV
      Trojan sits in the back seat. I can tell she is trying not to get too attached. She looks out the window, her eyes glossed over as she daydreams about god knows what.
    "If you want we could have Cher come over. She said that she has an album preview for you." I suggest hopefully.
      "No thanks. I don't like her music anymore. Maybe the cast can come over." Trojan says. Wow. Cher was right. Everything will work itself out though, soon hopefully.
  "Okay." I reply. We manage to get home without the paparazzi. I give her the room with. view of the garden. She looks out the window. Silent tears run down her young, small face. It must've been so hard for Cher to give Trojan up. Trojan puts on Cher's song "Goodnight" quietly. She runs her hands over a magazine photo of when Cher had first arrived at Chers house.
     "Hey." I say quietly. She begins to sob violently. I hold her tightly, her tears soaking my blouse heavily.
     "I don't understand what I did wrong!" She says in tears, her accent posh. I only stay in this house during the summers, as I live in LA.
      "Oh Trojan.  You didn't do anything wrong." I hear a knock at the door. I run after Trojan as she runs downstairs. She opens the door. Trojan gasps in shock as she sees the person standing at the door with a large grin plastered upon their face. I smile warmly at our guest and step back into the opposite room, standing at the door to listen.

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