Chapter 63

The Hamptons are as dull as I thought they would be, and Mico is like my parasitic shadow. He never lets me out of his sight no matter what reason I give him for going out, even for lady’s products; he still stands right there, three feet away, as though I’m going to crawl under the tampon shelf and make an epic escape.

Alexi left after that night, and I haven’t seen him since. He was gone when I got up, and it’s been five days with no word from him. Not that I should expect word as he never told me he would contact me, and after he left, I am certain I don’t want him to. I never want to see him again after what he did to me, and the furthest away I can get from him, the better.

I feel nothing for him right now except hatred and loathing, and if I never saw him again, it would be too soon. I haven’t abandoned my plan of running. I withdrew as much money as I could every day for the last four when we stopped at the cash line and concealed it from Mico, the nosy bastard th