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.

a shallow

to kill herself, and you're still upset with

He always blamed me.

too

everything Lana did

thought I was in the

but now, I realize it's not

should be passionate, free-spirited,

should I be controlled by

I broke up with him and blocked his number

live quietly in this small village for a

She just kept

long, Ryan

at my door with my winter coat and a lot

come back home with

stayed upstairs, reluctant to come

"Let's

our child a home. I was wrong that day, and Dwon't

both surprised and

"Child, you're pregnant?"

"Yes..."

to Grandma that I didn't want this

me

Ryan in and treated him with the

coat on me and took out the ring he

me.

gazed at me with deep

marry me? Our

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