Chapter thirteen
Kaylyn
My initial assessment was correct. Jonah really is an asshole. And the one major thing that solidifies his status as an asshole…. He’s f*****g right.
And, possibly the thing I hate most about him, he seems to understand whatever’s going on with me better than I do—which, isn’t to say he understands much. The point is, I can feel him stealing control, and I know I should give it to him. Maybe. But I can’t.
Once again, he leaves me alone to keep myself busy at his house. A couple of hours after he drops me off, I’m ecstatic to see the locksmith arrive. Finally, I have my keys back. And yet their inherent link to my freedom is null and void since I can’t leave without risking at least blacking out. And who knows what after that.
But at least I can retrieve my lapt
