Nasha's P.O.V.
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"Don't you dare try to tell me that you aren't coming," Ryland stated with narrowed eyes. "I already told you I'd drag you out of here, Nasha."
"Ryland, you just don't get it." I said, now feeling angry myself.
Ryland scoffed, and pulled away from me. He started walking around the motel room to pack up my things that he could find. I tried to talk reason into him as he did so.
"Ryland, are you listening to me at all? Obviously, there is a reason why I'm so scared. You read those reports and records. No one cares enough to take action against my father-"
"I do," Ryland stated.
I rolled my eyes, and stomped my foot like a brat.
"Ryland please. Just listen to me. You don't know the lengths my father is willing to go to just
