Brielle's POV
I arrived at the apartment, dropping the keys on a little table beside the door. I slid my backpack strap down my arm and tossed it on the ground. I went to say what had to, but this whole thing just showed that Tim was hiding. Perhaps he was afraid that I would tell anyone about him.
I went to the kitchen and took out some lasagna and warmed it in the microwave. Some meals I bring home with me from the cafeteria. Some days I just don't want to cook. I had my meds that I needed to take. I didn't want to go back to Daylan anytime soon. He knows more about my condition than any other doctor that I would trust about my health at this point.
As I wanted to sit down, there was a knock on the door. I let out a sigh, it better not be Daylan. He is the last person that I want t
