Chapter 58 Couldn't Go Home

• Angel.
• I ran after Marcello, my feet pounding as I ran through the living room and made it outside. I stood on the porch steps, my heart slamming like it was trying to break free of my chest. But he didn’t look back, even as I called out to him. Not once.
• His shoulders were stiff, his pace was fast as he trudged on like the hounds of hell were after him. He was leaving without saying goodbye, and even though I wasn't sure what he had heard, I knew he heard something from the way he ignored me.