ELODIE’S POV
The quiet started to feel too loud again. It crept in slowly. Not all at once—but enough that I couldn’t ignore it anymore.
The house, the walls and the space that felt too still, too controlled. I needed air, real air. Not filtered through stone and silence. I hadn't done much ever since I got here, I had been staying inside almost as if a part of me still thought I was in Damon's pack house. A part of me still hadnt regstered that I was free now…or at least that is what it looked like on the outside.
I didn’t tell Nathan I was leaving, I didn’t think I needed to. I didn’t want to feel like I had to report everything to him or ask him when I wanted to do anything. He said he was offering me a way out and I hoped he wouldn’t think that he had the right to control me and tel
