SKYLA.
Night has fallen, and I am packing up. Dad doesn’t want me here anymore and, in all honesty, I can’t blame him for worrying. I scan the boxes I’ve packed, there aren’t many, and my suitcases are almost done too. This sure was short-lived.
Royce had offered to help pack up, but I told him I’m all good, besides I know he’s barely slept, and I have a feeling he has a lot to deal with, with his own Dad. I had seen the looks his father had been giving him and there is clear tension between them,
unlike Aleric who seems to be in his father’s good graces. Speaking of the cunt, I had told him to come down and I didn’t want Royce here when I called him. I’m so f*****g pissed at that snake. Seeing the way, he was behaving at school… f**k how blind was I? He is such a f*****g suck-up.
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