After I left Wesley sleeping or resting, who knows if that man would stay down, he's so bull headed, I headed back to my room. Joyce's old room. Willow and Tara's old room. I guess. It was just a room with a bed. I looked around and let out a sigh, I wasn't ready to sleep. I was actually a little afraid to sleep, but I wasn't about to admit that.
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