12. The Promise

Tallulah's POV

I paced right at Kathie who was still clad in the purple swimsuit, aiming for the door like she was invisible. My shoulder bumped against hers, and she immediately sidestepped to avoid getting hit by the huge box rolling behind me.

That didn't stop her though, she continued tailing me as I struggled with the heavy boxes. When I reached the staircase, I realized I would need help to get the large box down the stairs. But I didn't want her assistance, fearing it might only discourage me from leaving.

With a firm grip, I tugged the heavy box forward in front of me, then I pushed it gently down the stairs, hoping it would pass each step gently. But the weight pulled at my arm, nearly dragging me down with it. Realizing I couldn't hold it, I let go, and the box tumbled down the stairs, crashing against the steps until it landed on the ground floor with a loud thud.

Kathie gasped, and we held each other's gaze for a brief second.

“Ugh!! I fucking hate this house!!” I screamed