CHAPTER TEN : Alone
~Zella's POV~
The question sat in the middle of the table like something that had been placed there very deliberately and was waiting to see what everyone would do about it.
Brynn, predictably, did not wait.
"I think..." I started.
"She's staying as long as she needs to," Brynn said, at exactly the same time, in the tone she used when a decision had already been made and the discussion was a formality. She pointed her fork at her father. "I brought her here because she needed to get out of London before she became one of those people who just exists inside a flat with the curtains closed."
"I was not..." I started again.
"You had been in that flat for five days, Zella. With empty bottles on the floor." She looked at her father. "She just walked out of a six year
