Chapter 82

• EVELYN
• I walked in, dragging my feet like each step owed me something. My bag hung from my shoulder but my barely empty body scraped along the floor, making that soft shuffling sound that only added insult to injury. He made sure I took it. Go with your property, like it meant something. But that bag, there was nothing of value in it anymore.
• I kicked the door shut behind me harder than I should've and the sound echoed louder than I expected, like the room was mocking me for thinking I had any control left.