Leaving The Mansion

His silence was loud, very loud. A part of me wanted him to beg for me to stay, for him to assure me of his love. I wanted him to apologize and tell me that everything was going to be alright.

I wanted him to tell me the truth about his family and that he would help Fallon. But all those were just in my head.

They were not real. And no matter how badly I wanted them to be real, they wouldn’t.

So I decided to break the silence. “I’ll stay at a friend’s place for a while,” I continued, my voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions that were dancing in me. “Just until we figure things out.”

He made a small sound with his throat before speaking, “You barely have a friend here, Linda. What are you doing?”

Having him say that out loud made my heart do a weird thing. I never really noticed that he was right. I had no real friends here. My life was back in the United States, here was just felt like I was on vacation or was a tourist.

I really needed to figure things out. And trust me