ROANNE
“Home! Home is on a cab out of this stupid place. Home is on a flight, out of this damn country. Home is at my apartment, on my bed. And for all I know, home could be on a dessert in Australia. Anywhere. Anywhere that’s not here, not in front of you, and definitely not where Grayson is!” I yell, my lips quivering furiously. My eyes hurt from so much crying and there’s only so much water water-proof make up can take. I’m sure I look like a melted chocolate iced cream.
I take advantage of Jameson’s shock and run out of there. Not bothering with the elevator ad I run down the stairs. I bring out my phone and order a ride, crying in a corner as I wait. When it gets here, I enter the car, close the door and we drive off. Now, I agree with Cassie. I should have just booked the flight t
