Rhea
The doors clicked shut behind me, sealing in the sound of two absolute morons fighting over a life that didn’t belong to them.
My breath stopped in my throat with a ragged, ugly sound, and I leaned my forehead against the cool stone wall of the corridor.
Fucking finally.
My knees were jelly, they were shaking so hard I could barely stand. I didn't look back or care if they tore the furniture to shreds and ripped each other’s throats out.
I brought out my little bag and packed up what I owned. It was not much but it was something. I pulled the floorboard open and took out the can of money. It was enough to start my life all over.
I walked out of the door with my bag on my back. I kept walking until the marble turned to rough flagstone, then into dirt and gravel. I didn't stop whe
