Alice:
Tell her that since you can’t leave now, they should come and remove him for your safety.
Me:
Yeah, I would hope they’d do that, but his dad is a massive enabler.
Alice:
Enough of an enabler where he’d let his son stay and abuse someone?
Me:
I’m not sure.
Scrolling through my phone, I discover the aftermath of Timmy’s latest betrayal.
Me:
I am in jail.
Oh my fucking god. The audacity.
Me:
I am in jail.
I scroll to the next text message.
Me:
I am in jail.
Oh my fucking god.
He’s broken into my computer, accessed my cloud-stored texts, and sent a single, humiliating message to several people in my contact list.
I’m so mortified that I went to jail in the first place. And I’m angry, because he got me locked up for things I didn’t do.
And now he’s rubbing it in by making it public?
Nothing makes sense.
Up is down, down is up, and I need a shower and a nap.
CHAPTER 67
STAY AWAY FROM ME AND I’LL STAY AWAY FROM YOU
MARGAUX
I can’t wait until I’m single.
Out of this cage.
I’m a lovely person with a brain. Or at least I was.
I’m not lovely anymore. Or smart.