Vanya's POV
"I started school today and moved out of the house," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady and honest.
"Who gave you permission to move out?" Cliff's tone was filled with anger.
The intense emotion was clearly conveyed through the phone, making my already uncomfortable body even more distressed.
At that moment, I was physically and mentally exhausted. The instability of the mate bond, coupled with my weakness, left me with no energy to engage in a pointless argument with him.
So, without hesitation, I hung up the phone, as if that could also isolate the negative emotions.
I took the medicine from the drawer, swallowed it, and then lay back down on the bed.
Under the effect of the medicine, I slowly drifted off to sleep, hoping to find a moment of peace and relief in
