DARLINGTON'S POV:
After my breakfast with my mother and my sister ended, I stood up from the dining chair and set out to leave our family house.
"Darlington, where are you going?" My mother asked me with a worried look on her face.
I assured her, "Mom, I'm just going out; I'll be back soon."
"Okay, my son. But don't you think it's best not to inform Jenna? She may overreact; allow me to handle everything for you. Then later, you can share the news with Jenna about how your father wanted to force you to marry someone you don't love."
I sighed.
"Alright, mom. I won't inform Jenna about it, but I feel like leaving this house as of now. I don't want to be here when that woman arrives," I said, with a hint of frustration.
"It's okay. Just be fine out there," my mother assured me.
"Sure,
