#Chapter123
Tell Me You’re Not Gonna Leave Me
/"Then stop the car and let me out of here!/" She yelled back, pulling the door handle open. It was already locked before she could put us into an accident.
/"Are you trying us to get killed? Think about your son before you’ll do something you might regret in the end!/"
I stole glances at her. Her fingers trembled, still sobbing on her seat. And my eyes began to mist.
I rubbed my face with irritation, frustration, and pain. /"I’m sorry, okay? I shouldn’t have done that. It just… I’m worried about Sammer, about my life, my life without you, my job. Dad threatened—/"
