Miranda's POV
“There was another time that he threw a chair against the wall and broke it. And the time that I didn’t have breakfast ready on time. I don’t know what had happened that day, but he never came back for lunch or dinner. He kept telling me that he should have made things work before. I don’t know what he meant by that.” Her voice trailed off. “Can we take a break?”
“Of course.”
As I stood up, I saw everyone jump up to help me. I insisted that I could do it herself. Everyone else stayed in the room. No one had followed me. I really needed a few minutes to myself. Talking about all of this was a lot harder than I thought it would be. But I knew that this was something I needed to do.
I made my way back to the garden area. I really needed some fresh air. It was something that
