Chapter Hundred and Nine

IVY'S POV.

I packed my bags as I prepared to leave my apartment. My eyes scanned everywhere to make sure I wasn't forgetting anything. My phone rang,I looked at the caller id and saw that it was my dad calling me again,I disconnected the call. I wasn't ready to talk to him. I felt that he wasn't the man that raised me. The man that raised me was a good man who taught me to be a good kid. How could he turn out to be a murderer?. Tears clouded my eyes and I wiped it with my handkerchief. My phone started ringing again and I switched it off this time around. My eyes scanned the room as I wanted to make sure I wasn't forgetting anything.

My main goal now was getting Leon back. He has the right to hate me because I know how it feels to grow up without a parent talkless of him whose parents were murdered when he was still a kid right in front of him and the murderer turns out to be my father. I don't know if I will ever forgive my father.

I locked the door to my apartment before