I sat there, in the same position for hours.
Not thinking clearly…. just staring ahead while everything slowly settled into place.
Three years.
Three years of living like this. In endurance. I couldn’t do it anymore.
It wasn’t even a question now.
I didn’t know where I would go. I didn’t know what would happen after I left.
But I knew I couldn’t stay here.
Not like this.
Not with him.
I had finally accepted it.
Dominic never loved me. He never would. So what was the point? Why stay and wait for the day he would humiliate me even more?
Why stay and pretend this was something it wasn’t?
A quiet breath left me.
There was nothing left here for me.
So I decided.
I would leave.
I reached for my phone and checked the time.
6:02 p.m.
I stared at the screen for a moment. I hadn’t
