Brielle's POV
Daylan and I headed to my apartment after a silent drive. I was not in the mood to speak. Was I always going to run into my stepfather and Tim? Daylan even works with Tim, but seeing my stepfather even mentioning my mother just sucked out all the energy the entire day.
As we entered the apartment, I placed my backpack onto the sofa, Daylan followed behind me. I took my jacket off, " Are you sure you're okay?" he asked. When I looked at him, there was so much concern in his eyes.
"I'm fine." I put my jacket next to my backpack. "I just don't want to keep seeing them. I know you have to work with Tim on your project, but it's the mere fact that my stepfather goes to the hospital that we both work at. I doubt he has been there before. It's all Tim." I said with so much anger
