'You're gonna leave soon, and you'll drive a mile down the road and then come back....I have a feeling, like he's watching us and....'
Andy broke off, stopped her pacing and faced me. With the doors open, it was a brave move, knowing that her ex could walk in at any second, but a new confidence had been born within her.
'Andy you know I'm not leaving you, right?' I leant against the wall, right beside one of my grandfathers paintings, Andy now dressed in a pair of Ambers jeans and a grey tank top, wrung her hands together, biting on her lip.
'You'll leave. If you don't leave he won't come and then I'll just what? Spend my life terrified?'
'I'll protect you Andy....'
'I don't want to be protected Dom. I want to be normal. I want to do normal s**t, like walking along the beach and barbe
