Sierra’s POV
Back in my room, I felt a strange mix of relief and sadness. The decision to leave wasn’t easy, but it felt like the only way to regain some peace. I opened my closet and pulled out a suitcase, starting to pack the essentials. Each item I placed in the bag felt like a piece of myself being peeled away from this house.
There was a soft knock on my door, and before I could respond, Bella peeked her head inside. “Hey,” she said cautiously. Then her eyes fell on the open suitcase, and her face hardened. “You’re really leaving?”
I nodded, folding a sweater and placing it on top of the pile in my bag. “Mrs. Lawrence is arranging for a hotel. I just… I need space, Bella. I can’t keep doing this.”
Bella stepped inside and closed the door behind her. “I get it, Sierra. I do. But I’m not le……
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