Chapter 125

Seven’s POV

“Where do you think you’re going to?” Sean’s voice was firm, his eyes narrowing as he stepped closer to me.

He shouldn’t be speaking to me that way, but there was no need to have hostility in his voice. I knew he was doing all of this to protect me, but it was getting to be too much.

I wanted to breathe outside the house, I wanted to go out and see what was happening. Being confined in this space wasn’t what I wanted.

He knew that part; that’s why he didn’t want me to go anywhere.

I wanted to see Shantelle, but I couldn’t call her with my phone because he blocked me. I couldn’t reach out to her to tell her I was fine and ask if she was doing the same.

Leaving the house was my priority the moment I woke up today. There was nothing he could do that was going to stop me—it was either he let me go, or I would forcefully leave the house.

This wasn’t a hostage situation; I just needed to be careful when I left. I knew my mind wo