We sat for a moment in silence as we sipped our coffees, and I was shocked at how everything had turned out. I did wonder whether I’d had a lucky escape, getting out of my old place of work when I did, as my stomach turned at the thought of possibly losing my job, and potentially being attacked at my old home.
After more discussion about the most recent turn of events and finishing up our coffees, we decided to call it a day, so saying goodbye to Sian, I made my way back home.
Driving back to my apartment, I didn’t feel the jubilation that I thought I would’ve felt after my chat with Sian. I wasn’t a nasty person by nature, and as much as I hated Scott for what he had done to me, I hoped he was okay.
A treacherous part of me wondered whether I should call him – but then the rati
