Chapter Thirty-eight
Luna He was following me, and deep down it felt comforting for even when there was a part of me who was loathing the increasing dependency I was feeling on him, there was another part which found solace that there was one person who I can fall back on. This mindset was problematic, no one needed to remind me that for I did it myself again and again. Yet, there was no freedom from it. It was when I reached my house that both of our cars stopped. Sole didn’t get out, he was waiting for me to get inside. Did he still think I had no idea about him following me, some high opinion he had about my brain, I guess. With anger and frustration that my family was constantly trying to pull me down I entered the house and luckily I didn’t need to shout to call them out for my uncle and aunt were alre
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