Abby
He's back.
The man I thought was changing and becoming someone I can confide in and trust, is now reunited with the man he's always been towards me. Cold.
"You're off today right?" He asks in the same cold tone he has been using with me for the past several days now.
"Yes." I answer not wanting to give him much.
"Good. Ghost will be watching over, I'll be at the clubhouse." He states then walks off and heads out slamming the door behind him. I wait the few moments until I hear his bike start up and pull out.
It's been eight days since I've moved in here with Chance. He was sweet at first, attentive and caring, but a few days ago, he came home a different person. Isolated, non-talkative. He's curt with me, one word answers and never stays long. Dad has been obsolete as well. He c
