ALLISON'S POV
“Sean, what’s wrong with this car?” I ask, glancing at him as he finally looks up from his phone.
“I don’t know. Something’s a bit off with the brakes.”
“And you didn’t think to tell me until I asked?”
“Relax, baby. I’ll fix it,” he says, already dropping his eyes back to whatever he’s doing.
I let out a slow breath and turn to the window, because I honestly don’t have the energy to argue. I didn’t sleep at all last night, not even a little. Every time I shut my eyes, Justin’s face popped up, his voice right after it, saying things I didn’t ask to replay in my head.
And then there’s the fact I ran away from him. I actually did that. I couldn’t face the truth, and I couldn’t face the person saying it to my face so I ran. I don’t even know what made me do that…whether pri
