"He wants to take back the bracelet. Of course I won't. Chelsea gave it to me. Why should I give it to him?"
"Give it to me." He still stretched out his hand, but this time he looked at Luke, who was asleep, and lowered his voice.
"No! Chelsea gave it to me. Why should I give it to you?"
"It's not good," he said.
"Not good is my business. I won't give it to you."
He glared at me and started the car. He ignored me.
I was pulled back to the Maplewood Area by him. Every time I came back, I had a hunch that I would be driven away by him soon. In fact, I didn't reject living here, not because it was luxurious and comfortable here, but because my child was here.
After settling the child down, I went to take a shower. When I came out, I saw Corey sitting on the chair in my bedroom with a b
