Chapter 248: I've Got to Get Out

Tallulah's POV:

I've got to get out of this apartment.

No, that's not it. I've got to get away from my phone. It's been ringing on and off for days. I've checked who has been calling. It's a mismatch of my roommate, my tutors and him.

I returned to London on Tuesday. That was five days ago. It's now Sunday morning, and I'm lying in my bed unable to sleep, yet again.

My eyes are dark and puffy, and I look like the walking dead. I thought coming home like a puppy with my tail between my leg would be the hardest thing I'd ever have to do. Apparently not. It seems living with that decision is a million times harder.

I glance at the clock. It's not even eight in the morning. The room is pitch black still, and there isn't even a hint of light trying to get through the cracks in the blinds at my window. The flat outside my bedroom is eerily silent. They're all still asleep. I wish I could say the same about myself.