Why not?
Why not pack a few things—just enough to make it look like I was still here, just enough to not raise any suspicion—and leave before they could come for me?
I couldn’t help but wonder if this was the only chance I’d ever get.
I couldn't just sit here like a duck, waiting for when Asher would decide to grace me with his presence again, or when he would come and humiliate me, just like he had done the last time.
I had been living as an independent woman for five years, taking care of my son, even when I was pregnant, and I survived. I wasn’t about to let Asher Romano bring me down again.
I packed a few things, and took the cash Damien had given me—it would help, but not enough to take us somewhere else. My first stop was the restaurant. Luckily, Damien was there. When I walked
