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.

shallow cut, almost

tried to kill herself, and you're still upset with me? Becca Bennett, can't you stop being so

He always blamed me.

too strong-willed

everything Lana did was

then, I really thought I

but now, I realize it's not

free-spirited,

be

with him and

quietly

details. She just kept me company, cooking and painting

long,

my winter coat and a lot of gifts, kneeling

come back

reluctant to come

"Let's get

go back. I'll give you and our child a home. I was wrong that day, and Dwon't

was both

"Child, you're pregnant?"

"Yes..."

didn't know how to explain to Grandma that

her last wish made me even more reluctant to

immediately let Ryan in and treated him with the best food and

my coat on me and took out

me.

gazed at me with deep

marry me? Our

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