Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Three: Ready for that escape at last. Or no?
My bottom lip was caught between my teeth which were threatening to tear the fragile, delicate skin as I bit harder the more that I was faced with the threat of getting caught....
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I needed to figure out a way to get out of this house, get to my car and leave this madness at last! I did not know exactly what it was going to take to uproot my mother's desire to bud into matters she had no relevance in but I needed to figure it out very soon. This had gotten way out of hand. Corbin was really doing this to me? It seemed way too convenient that right after he talks about me having to meet his father and whatnot, my mother barges into my room during he work hours and starts dictating how my day
