Brielle's POV
I remained at the apartment today. It was basically Daylan's idea to have me stay. As I sit with hardly anything to do for the entire day, my mind drifts back to my mother and the life she has. It hurts that she left me all alone for that life. I don't know if I want to see her anymore. Maybe there could be closure, but I'm not so sure. I was a young girl back then, and it wasn't even safe for me either.
I had my book open in front of me as I sat in the lounge, just skimming over the words I wrote about my life. There was a knock on the front door. I wonder who that could be. I got up and placed my book on the sofa. I went to the door and looked through the peephole. It was Abby.
I opened the door, "What are you doing here?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I want to talk
