57: Getting Out Of Here

Olivia's POV

I lay on the floor quietly, and my entire body was shaking as I cried hot tears.

My entire world was crumbling around me. I couldn't take this anymore. I stood up angrily, still with tears in my eyes, and walked to my closet. I opened up my suitcase and began to throw clothes into it.

I was going to run away from here. I couldn't stand it anymore, I couldn't stand being watched, and I couldn't stand staying away from my mate and hurting him each time I told him to go away.

I continued to hurl clothes into my suitcase while crying each time I did so. My heart broke at the thought of leaving my mate forever.

I stopped packing halfway and dropped the clothes that were in my arms on the floor.

I held my head in my hands and looked around me in disbelief.

What was I doing? Was I even thinking straight? There was no way Andre was going to let me run away. If I tried to escape, he would hunt me down, and he would definitely find me.

Images of the first time I tried to escape