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After a few panic attacks when I was younger, Uncle and Aunt quit taking me to the beach altogether. They always eliminated anything of discomfort from my immediate vicinity. I’m beyond thankful for the lengths they’ve been going through to make sure I live a comfortable life. Speaking of which, while I walk to the car park, I retrieve my phone and open our chat room. I shoot them a message that I’m not heading straight home. Aunt’s reply is immediate. Aunt B: Where to? Elsa: Out with Kim. I bite my lower lip. After the tension this morning, I would rather lie to her about Aiden. At least until I figure out where we stand. Uncle J: Have fun, pumpkin. Aunt B: Promise you won’t eat any junk food. Elsa: Promise. I shoot a message to Kim that I’m catching a ride with Aiden. Kim: Ehhh with King? Weren’t you guys fighting this morning? Isn’t the bitch queen his date for the day? Elsa: Long story. Kim: Face time later. I need details! Elsa: Kay. Kim: And this better not be a rip off from a Ko