Chapter 11

Emma’s POV

And like a slave, I was bundled out of what had been my home for all the eighteen years of my life.

I felt sad and broken, I was low-key glad that I would never see Kevin anymore, but there was no proper closure and I could imagine how various videos would have him staring like a fool while trying to apologize.

Back to me, well, life wasn’t looking promising.

It was a three hour drive to Mark’s house in County City.

It was beautiful, and I’m sure I would have appreciated it more if I was in a good mood.

We left our home sometime in the evening, and got to Mark’s house two hours to midnight.

It was nice seeing the ladies half-naked and going clubbing. Shirtless hot men driving convertibles like it was a normal thing.

“Hey kiddo.” Mark broke the silence in the car. “You alright back there?” He asked, referring to me.

“No. Not really.” I replied to him.

“I get that.” He replied.

My mom was silent all th