*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 was best to stay away from him, especially with Evelyn in the picture. I couldn't let her tarnish his image. He's a well-known businessman and he needs to keep a clean profile.
Throughout our trip to the airport, I refused to say a word to my dad. Instead, I kept to myself while I listened to music, hoping to drown out all the thoughts runnin
