That was the worst night of my life.
He killed my baby.
And so, my final straw had been pulled. I couldn't handle it anymore.
The next day, when he was as work, I packed as much of my things as possible and stuffed my car to the fullest. Then I drove to my apartment and placed my things in the hallway. After that I went back to his house and got more stuff.
This was one of the many times I was happy about not giving him my address.
And that was what I did the rest of the day.
Around 5 p.m. I had packed the last of my belongings and placed his keys on the dinner table.
After having one last look through his house I closed the front door and walked to my car.
And then I drove.
20 minutes later I got a call. When I saw his name on the screen I denied it, turned my phone off and focused on the road.
Finally. I'm going home.
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His & his only.
RomanceSarah Mae Jones is a 20-year-old woman who lives a very lonely and single life. She started to avoid love after her last relationship, in which she was treated horribly. She became traumatized because of his incredibly harsh actions and words that s...
