She wondered if she should go inside, all by herself, but she could not leave Eida in the car. What if she suddenly woke up? That would be a bigger problem.
But what else could she do? It would seem that the only person she knew who could help her was a bigger asshole than she thought.
Maybe it might be better to take Eida home and allow her to rest. They could always come back in the morning. But she wanted to know Lance's condition.
"I can call Dad." She mumbled to Eida, who was still past out on the black leather cushion.
She could do that but looking at Eida's face, remembering how brave she was, living her life the way she always wanted it. She realized she also wanted that.
She had to get away from\her father's shadow for good because he would never learn to love her. But he would not have a second thought about using her for his benefit.
