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Going home seemed like a mistake. Joel didn’t want to deal with the lecture he knew he was going to get. He was never going to be his brother, but that’s all his parents wanted him to be, because his brother was the good son, the son who didn’t keep getting in trouble, the son who wasn’t going to end up in prison if he wasn’t careful. There had never been a time when Joel believed his parents accepted him for who he was, mistakes and all, as they’d wanted a daughter, not another son, but there he was, the son who was never going to be a daughter. Sighing, he reached into his pocket for his keys, knowing he really didn’t have another choice. If he didn’t get some sleep soon he was going to pass out and the only place he felt comfortable sleeping was his own room, with his door locked.
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Zoe had always hated lifts. There was no real reason for her hatred, apart from her fear of getting stuck in one. It didn’t matter that it very rarely happened, because the simple fact that it was a possibility was enough to stop her. On the rare occasion she did get in a lift it was for a very good reason. She had a good reason the day she got into a lift with Adam. Normally she would have just walked up the six staircases that would take them to their holiday apartment. Having a large suitcase to carry up those stairs meant it made much more sense just to put her fears aside for thirty seconds.
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Taithmarin is a world that lost contact with Athare.
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