chapter 18

Angela’s POV

After the fight with Alex, I couldn’t take it anymore. His constant need to control everything, his overprotectiveness, and his insistence on being in charge, it was suffocating. I needed to get away.

As I packed my bag, I didn’t even glance at him. He was standing in the doorway, frustration and desperation clear on his face, but I didn’t care. My heart pounded, and I knew he was hoping I’d change my mind, but I was done.

I muttered to myself, “I have to do this for me. I can’t keep living like this. I need to breathe, to think clearly. I’m not going to let him stop me.”

His voice cut through the silence. “Angela, can we talk about this? Please?”

I didn’t look up. “There’s nothing left to say, Alex. I need space. I need to figure things out on my own.”

“Angela, please, don’t go,” he said again, stepping closer. His voice was softer now, almost pleading. “We can talk about this, figure it out together.”

I know Lyra and Kurtis are living their best lives, but me? The one