Chapter 56

Joan POV

With a heavy heart, I waited for some days after the event. Mom would be coming back home, so I chose to make it special for her by cleaning the house, and for the first time in a long time, I decided to make dinner. For the record, I chose to make her favourite today.

Apple pie, with grandma's recipes, in hopes that she finally talks to me; Fred had volunteered to bring her back from the hospital today, and Jones He still rarely visited for a week; he didn’t get any closer to the hospital and didn’t come home, but I cared less every day because I didn’t have to see his stupid face. But he has a way to ruin things for me; even before, I couldn’t think of staying the whole afternoon blissful in the house.

The front door bell rang, so I went to heck out who it was. From the pipe hole, the first thing I noticed were the stubbles around his chin now and his red fury eyes. He looked disturbed, and he held a bottle of liquor in his other hand.

“Fucking open the door,” he banged on