KENNEDY
As I left the gallery, my mind was racing. What just happened between Asmodeus and me was not something I could easily forget. I didn't feel comfortable going back home, not after what he did. So, I made a decision to go to Dylan's apartment. She was the only person I could think of who would understand and support me at this moment.
The thought of going to my grandma's place did cross my mind, but I quickly dismissed it. She would have too many questions that I was not ready to answer. Plus, I didn't want to worry her unnecessarily. Asmodeus was unpredictable, and I didn't feel safe at home right now. Who knows what could happen if he got jealous again?
As I walked to Dylan's apartment, my thoughts kept wandering back to the incident at the gallery. Asmodeus's behavior was unli
