Mila walked out of the compound to the main road that connects the mansion to the major road leading to the central are of Youngsville Louisiana. She sat on her travelling bag and pulled out her phone, dialing Jeremy’s number once again.
“Can you come pick me up dear, I am standing in front of the Mansion right now. I cant stand the sight of him and that woman anymore. Any longer and it will end up spoiling my mood by angering me so please come out pick me up” She said to Jeremy on the phone when he answered the call.
“I will be there baby, hold on for a few minutes I’ll be on my way” he responded.
Mila waited for about twenty minutes in front of the Mansion and a brightly painted camper van pulled over in front of her. Jeremy, a tall young man with in his late twenties, with about six
