Chapter 8
Jennifer's POV
We made it through the week.
That was the only thought running through my head Saturday morning as I sat at the kitchen table, watching Peter crack eggs into a bowl with my hands. It was so strange seeing my own muscle memory playing out in front of me.
Seven days in each other's b...
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