Damion’s assault had been a good motivator for me to get my things packed by the next day. I had stayed up all night trying to get everything packed because I didn’t know what time the truck was coming. I was terrified of what would happen if I wasn’t done when the truck arrived, so despite my exhaustion, I pushed forward. Around six in the morning, I finally laid down for a nap, but it was short-lived because Zain woke me up an hour later saying that he was hungry.
The triplets had been so disappointed that our day together was interrupted. I felt extremely guilty about it as well as all the events that transpired, but I kept telling myself that things would smooth out after the move. I still remember the scared look on their faces when Jerry was there and wondered if that would have any
