Book Chapter8.

Thinking about what Sarah and the vendor said, I realized I'm not the same

person I used to be. I can't be so submissive for a man.

I packed up my things and moved out.

I went to stay with my grandmother.

After my parents passed away, she was my only family. She had been a painter in

her youth, and when I arrived, she was still working on her art.

"Becca, you're here!"

She smiled warmly, her eyes crinkling with joy.

I couldn't help but cry as I hugged her tightly.

"What's wrong, dear? Who's been upsetting you?"

"I..."

Just thinking about how Ryan Mitchell treated me made it hard to speak.

Grandma saw through me and patted my shoulder. "You had a row with Ryan, didn't you? It's alright. Even teeth and tongue have their spats, so it's no wonder people do. It'll blow over, and he'll come around."

But this was different from an ordinary argument.

That night, I received a message from Ryan. It was a photo of Lana Brooks' wrist.

was a shallow cut,

with me?

He always blamed me.

too

everything Lana did

then, I really thought I

to change, but now,

be passionate, free-spirited, and live for

be

with him

nothing more than to live quietly in this small

me for details. She just kept me company, cooking

long,

at my door with my winter coat and a lot of

back

stayed upstairs, reluctant

"Let's get

a home. I was wrong

was both

"Child, you're pregnant?"

"Yes..."

how to explain to Grandma

wish made me even more

treated him with the best food and

put my coat on me and took out the ring he had bought

me.

me with

marry me? Our

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