Chapter 34

Joan’s POV

I hated that I felt an ounce of guilt, but I did it for myself.

“Can I leave now?” I asked, standing as he wanted to leave the room, but he just nodded and walked out. I had never seen him that shaken in all the time that I knew him, but then I only knew him for a very short time, and maybe it wasn’t a new thing to him.

You know, people leave him when he displays psychotic patterns, and I wouldn’t be called bad if I decided to save my life first, and it was exactly what I was going to do. I looked around for anything I could grab and saw the bags and shoes he had. I didn’t want to take anything like that from him.

Even though he didn’t say it plainly, I knew our twilight relationship was over and we were back to being strangers, but I didn’t care; I just wanted my life back.

But it won’t be like it was before; I had nowhere to go except home, so it’s either I made it comfortable enough or I apply for a foster home, or worse, I go to the police with mom out of the house.

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