Chapter Eleven

I could finally feel it, I could sense the freedom.

I took a final glance at Ann, my best friend, and Owen, my colleague from the Design shop, the one Tyler accused me of cheating with, waving at me from the airport terminal as I ascended the stairs to board my flight..

I caught sight of Ann whispering something while my gaze was on her.

“Take care of yourself!!”

I read her lips and I'm most certain it was what she said. I smiled, nodded, and waved back then turned my gaze back to the plane's entryway taking a deep breath.

I was finally leaving.

Leaving behind the harsh memories, the pain, heartbreaks, crying to bed almost every night, wishing one day my dad would come looking for me, and most importantly, away from Tyler.

The past three days had helped a lot, giving me strength and solace, especially with Ann by my side, helping me recover from both my physical and emotional wounds.

I took my seat by the window, breathed a sigh of relief, and secured my seatbelt.