Chapter 19
I set my suitcase down and let the wheels touch the ground and I started walking.
It was not a long walk to the house I shared with Marcus.
Twenty minutes at a normal pace, maybe a little more with a suitcase.
My feet knew the route without my brain having to engage, and I was grateful for that because my brain was not doing well.
The first five minutes were fine.
I walked and I breathed and I focused on the sound of the wheels on the pavement and the distant sound of a car somewhere and the way the streetlights made everything look orange and flat.
I did not think about Nathan. I did not think about Sienna sitting on his couch with her legs tucked under her and his throw pillow in her lap. I did not think about the note on the kitchen counter or whether he would read
