[Denali's POV]
I look from Rosco to his father and back while any sense of hope that things would become better recedes.
"Don't worry," I continue, forcing a smile. "I won't cause trouble and will leave quietly."
"Thank you for the kindness you've shown me these past six months." I continue, fighting the tears that want to come. "I really appreciated it."
Done speaking, I turn and make my way out of the room while the two men continue to stare at me. However, neither moved to stop me, further confirming that they truly didn't care if I stayed or if I went.
Letting out a shaky breath, I make my way downstairs and then out the door of the large mansion.
Above, the sky is a sickly green, and lightning flashes, indicating that a storm was brewing, and I had limited time to find somewhere
