As I walked to my room, I smiled to myself.Got him.

He was so fucking pissed, and I loved it.

Why did he think he could just abandon me and then feel like he could move on with my mother? Is he alright in the head?

I walked slower than necessary up the stairs, swaying my hips just a little more than usual, just in case he was watching. When I got to the top of the stairs, I paused, pretending to admire the hallway while secretly waiting for him to come up and show me the room.

Just then, one ...