Edwina's POV…
The minute I heard Ben's voice, I immediately got up and left the room. I didn't turn back to see his face. I didn't want to because I didn't want to be reminded of all the hurt. I don't know why, but I just couldn't do it. I would come back here to face him some other time, but not today. I left the penitentiary building and hurried on my feet outside. My driver must have been surprised to see that I had come out so early, but that was the least of my problems. I entered the vehicle that had brought me here, the one Alexander had prepared for me to carry me around, and I ordered him to drive me from this place as soon as I'd entered.
What is wrong with me? Why should I be running away when I'd done absolutely nothing wrong? I couldn't answer those questions, but I did fee
