Ford.
"Where are you going?'' he asks me with worry in his eyes.
I shake my head because I can't believe him right now. There is no shred of concern, he is just pretending right now like he has done all my life.
"I am leaving,'' I tell him with the bag tightly in my grip.
He runs his hands through his hair and then lets out a loud sigh. The kind that tells me that the whole thing is frustrating him. I know why he will be frustrated. He wants to control me, the same way that he controlled her. The same way that he had her drugged to the point where she couldn't even leave the house.
I will not let him do that to me.
"With Lance?''
We agreed to leave together. There is no going back from that promise. I don't want a life that doesn't involve him and they aren't going to let us be together. This is the best thing for both of us.
