Lily did not look back, not even once. She held on tightly as the taxi lurched forward into traffic, the tyres screeched against the tarmac. Her body jolted forward, and her heart hammered so violently against her ribcage.
She stared straight ahead, her hands clenched tightly in her lap. Her fingers were numb, and her palms felt sweaty. The city rushed past the windows, but she barely registered them.
Leon’s voice echoed in her mind, so certain and so cruel.
“You will always need me.”
“You are nothing without me.”
An angry tremor ran through Lily as she shook her head a little bit. He had always been like that, so sure of himself. Like he was above anyone and everyone. He was so certain that she would go back to him, tail between her legs, begging him for another chance as if it were
