Laura’s POV
“I’ve decided where to go, Ash,” I said as we sat over breakfast, my fork idly poking at scrambled eggs I had no appetite for.
Ashley glanced up from her phone, her brows furrowing. “Where?”
I drew in a shaky breath. “I’ve thought about it. I’m going to New York City. It’s big, crowded. Even if Damien decides to look for me, he’ll never find me there.”
Ashley set her phone down slowly, worry softening her features. “That’s… actually a smart choice. But Laura you don’t know anyone there. Will you be alright?”
I gave a little laugh, trying to disguise the anxiety twisting in my gut. “Ash, I’m not a kid anymore. I’m twenty-six. I can take care of myself.”
Her lips pressed together, unconvinced. “I know you can handle yourself, but…”
“No.” I cut her off, more firmly this tim
