Eighty three: I'm leaving

Jade's pov

The sun rays didn't hit my face this morning and I was glad as I stretched lazily on the bed not opening my eyes. I rolled my body sideways to cuddle at the other part of the bed and the next place I found myself was on the floor face front with a loud thud.

I winced flashing my eyes wide open and glancing around me. I wasn't in my room, I was in the living room. I had slept off there and Saint wasn't there.

I hissed flipping off the floor and standing up while rubbing my forehead which hurt a little from the fall. I got to the kitchen and saw the food I made the previous night was still left untouched. I sighed reaching for a bottle of water from the fridge. After gulping the whole can, I threw away the food and walked to my room.

Everything Saint told me the previous night left me thinking and I saw him in a different light. He was forced to grow up and fight for power by nineteen, toughen himself up and take his revenge as well and I knew that even though my situation