Ronan
I felt like my breaths were coming a little easier. My chest felt a little lighter and I knew it was because I was never going to have to go back to the Fae.
I would never have to set foot in The Bayou ever again and it gave me a sense of peace I haven't felt in...ever. The only thing niggling at me was Leif.
True to my word, I emptied the apartment of all of my crap. Down to my mug that I hardly used. It needed to be a clean break and that was the only way I knew how to do it. I didn't want to have to think of a stray t-shirt I left in his apartment or something stupid like that.
Although I'm sure he took one of my shirts with him on his month-long date-a-thon. But it was fine. Even if it was kind of one of my favorite shirts that made my arms look good. But whatever. It's fine
