I packed my clothes after Arnold left. Running away isn't going to help my situation this time, and I'm willing to face it, but it doesn't mean that I will make this as smooth sailing as he thinks.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Jonah popped up and said to me. I honestly thought that he was brooding somewhere since he just disappeared.
He was standing on the threshold of my room, looking like he wanted to kill me, but he didn't scare me.
"It all happened too fast, Jonah, but to be honest, I don't owe you anything." I said. I've been a pushover all this time, and everybody just says what they like to me because they know that I will roll over, but I'm done with that s***.
"You were supposed to be my mate." He said, approaching me and holding my hands, but I pushed him away. I don't know why
