Chapter 15. Moving Day

Today was moving day.

I was finally moving in with my husband, and there was no trace of excitement in me. Atticus had sent movers, and they were already putting everything I wanted to take inside the moving van.

I didn’t plan to take many things with me, which is why I didn’t bother with hiring movers, but Atticus had hired them without contacting me first, which made me angry.

Some workers at my father’s house had been regrettably fired since the house would not need a lot of workers, seeing as no one would be living there from now on.

Who knows? Maybe one day in the future, I could bring my kids if I ever give birth to any to show them where I grew up, or just come here for vacations.

I was currently in Dad’s bedroom, trying to get one final look at it before I left. Everything was still the same way it was before, it was filled with medical machines that were all gone now.

This room held so many memories, and I was leaving them all behind. If