Kian
Every nerve in me screamed ‘run’, ‘it isn't too late to return home but ego said ‘yes’.
What was the worst that could happen? It wasn't like my uncle would harm me when he was the one who was clearly in the wrong. Verena must have called him concerning the wreck that I’d made. After realizing that there was no losing with me, he must have given up entirely on her.
That was it. That had to be it.
Finally, I won in the end and Verena would return home and this whole divorce thing would become shambles.
A smile of victory slipped on my face, fading as soon as it came when my car’s dashboard lit up with a sudden vibration that sent me clenching my jaw.
How could she call me after forcing Zita on me? She was supposed to give her support to me, stand behind me like every reasonab
