Chapter 72
- He bustles out hastily. Normally, I would feel alone and exposed now that Roscoe isn’t here anymore even though he wasn’t much help. However, I’m unbothered. None of this is getting to me anymore.
- Pulling one of the white cushioned chairs out, I take a seat, suddenly feeling very tired.
- Ever since his back surgery, Dad has this forcefully draining aura that makes him even more tiresome to be around.