Days passed, and I made myself leave.
I rented a hotel room in the middle of nowhere. Although I have been crying non-stop since I broke up with my boys, I unpacked.
I didn't feel like doing anything. I left Marco behind, because I needed to be alone. Nobody knew where I was, and I preferred it that way.
The place was small, and secluded. I liked that.
I transferred all my money through to my own bank card, opening up a brand new one. I didn't need anything to be traced back to me. I needed time alone.
I needed to do some shopping, just for the basic stuff. Groceries, and some clothes.
I took the elevator down, and I walked outside. It was truly beautiful here, and even though I was never here with my boys before, I thought about them. The snowy mountains in the distance, and I s
