Evangeline
After Leonard finally stopped trying to foist food and water on me, he went to work. Now I’m in this big, empty house on my own, and that’s probably a good thing. I can’t believe I drank so much last night.
When I look at my phone, there are messages from both Maya and Saige asking if I made it home safe and wondering if I’m feeling all right today.
Hungover, I text back. Not doing that again, but I would love to hang out soon. Without our toxic friend, Vodka.
We text back and forth for a little while, and my heart feels a bit lighter. All of my friends were Thomas’s friends, and none of those were real friendships, anyway. I felt like they tolerated me for him, and although I reached out to them a few times at the start of our relationship, no one ever made an effort to get
