Running Away

She would leave. Hera thought to herself as she watched Bryce sleep peacefully that night, draped in his arms just like he did like every other night.

That was the only solution to this problem. She wouldn't stay and she definitely wouldn't wait for him to find out and get angry at her. This is what's best for everyone. Maybe she'd tell him about it when she was somewhere safe, somewhere he couldn't reach her so that she wouldn't have to deal with his anger should in case he snaps. In the meantime, she just had to figure out a way to get out of here and quickly.

Pulling herself away from Bryce's arms, she slowly made her way outside the bedroom and down the stairs to the living room. She walked out to the balcony at the left wing of the house and stood there, thinking.

Too many things were at stake and she doesn't know exactly how to handle it. Wrapping her hands instinctively around her stomach, she threw her face out the open sky. Was this the biggest test of her life? There's no wa