*Della*

My father and I packed our bags in his car before sliding in, ready to leave. Taking one last glance at our house, tears rolled down my cheeks again. The mansion held so many memories, and I was leaving it all behind… just like that.

To make things easier for me, things like getting over my fantasy of being with Mr. Cary and facing reality, I changed my phone, making sure I had no way I could call or text him. I was hurting but I felt it ...