Was this the start of a new torture? Jesse had mentioned that two months were up, and he was coming for me. When I’d tossed out the date, it had been out of desperation. My thick walls had been crumbling, and I needed space before I fell apart. I knew they wouldn’t leave until I gave them something. But I hadn’t expected them to wait. I thought they would get used to life without me and realize they were better off.
