Staring at the wall behind me, he simply says, “I’m sure you can find somewhere to stay until Monday.” When I don’t respond, he turns on his heel and leaves the room. I stand in place, shocked that he hasn’t came back to put up more of a fight. Minutes pass before I finally pick up the pieces of me that he has shattered and pack my bags for the last time.
Last time? There are 538 pages left in THIS book
