Chapter Ten
After hanging up on James, I spend three hours packing my things. It’s an easy task, since I still have the boxes I used to move in. This is by far the nicest place I’ve ever lived, but the price of staying is just too high. I refuse to stay in a situation where a man has control of my life. I’ve been on my own for far too long to change now. I will miss this apartment though.
I’m leaving behind everything James paid for, including the furniture, televisions, and practically everything in the kitchen. I haven’t decided where I’m going yet; Austin would be the logical choice, which is why I’ve decided that I can’t go back there. Between Paul and Robbs, I’d never have another moment of peace if I returned to Texas.
Maybe California would be nice. I’ve always wanted to see wine
