Chapter 27 Twenty-Seven

"I'm not leaving," I protest.

"Get your things together. We're flying back tonight."

"I'm not leaving, David. I mean it. I'm not done."

"I don't care," he says, looking from our bags for a moment between his frantic packing. "I knew this would happen. I knew I shouldn't have let you come."

I sigh and sit on the edge of the bed, watching him. "T

            
            

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