41|Time to Talk

The apartment was empty, indicating that Blaze wasn't home yet. I took the opportunity to pack up all my clothes and stuff. Everything was enough in one suitcase. No matter what he would say later, I was determined not to return to this place.

My cell phone vibrated, so I checked it. It was an incoming message from Charity. I smiled to see she only sent a cartoon picture of a girl smiling sweetly. The picture made me smile, too. I replied to her with a picture of a winking girl.

I was even more grateful to be friends with her. She helped me so much. The information about Blaze was the most significant help she had ever given me. What touched me was that I got that expensive information for free from her.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, I didn't glance at the door. I knew he was coming home. My heart was slowly beating fast, making me a little nervous. I held my hands, which were starting to tremble. It was going to be our most painful conversation yet.

"Hi, sweet pumpkin!" he g