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EMILY'S POV

I walked slowly, dragging my feets as I headed to the room. As I entered the room I dropped on the couch sadly with my palms covering my face,my shoulders shook uncontrollably as sobs escaped my mouth. Ronald's words kept repeating in my head, tearing my heart in shreds.

‘I should have known this wasn't going to go well - giving myself hope to love again,’ I said in my thoughts. ‘It all ends here,’

I stood up from the couch immediately,my mind made up,I am leaving for good. I can't stay here forever,the contract would come to an end in the long run. I packed my bag sorrowfully and broke into sobs again. It was enough that I was framed with something I know nothing of how it took place and now Ronald said all those hurting words to me.

I dragged my bag downstairs and met him, smoking cigarettes by the window side,his voice halted my steps, “ You sure know what to do. I don't want to set my eyes on you again," he said looking out of the window.