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Quinn

I sat on the balcony of my room, twirling a glass of wine in my hand and lost in thoughts. What was this? Was there never going to be any rest for me? I doubted that. There had to be a rest for me. I couldn't keep doing this. I couldn't keep going from one adventure to another problem. I was tired. Even if Mia and my brothers weren't tired, I was.

This was ridiculous. What a bad timing