'Go back? Back to where? To the home where they want me dead? Or to the apartment that was consumed by fire?'
'I have nowhere to go. There's no safe place for me except here, and for now, this is the only place where I can feel even the slightest bit secure.'
'Why should I listen to Ellentt? Just because he says to go back, or stay, does that mean I should?'
I held back my tears and looked up at Ellentt, forcing a pained smile. "Why should I listen to you?"
"This isn't a place for you," Ellentt said flatly, offering no explanation, no dignity, no respect.
That was just how he was.
I knew it all too well—and it hurt.
Maybe in his eyes, I wasn't worthy. I'd never be his equal.
"It's not your decision. I only listen to Mr. Miller," I said, rejecting Ellentt again. I defied him, and od
