LOVEY'S POV
He moved out of the room. He didn't return. I waited for him to come. Not because I want him around. I wanted to make sure he wasn't around. It would be best if he wouldn't be around when I would leave his house permanently and never come back. I hopped on my one foot and peeped out of the broken fallen door. It was empty. I put my banded foot on the ground. I felt the tide of pain. I bit my lips to ignore the pain.
Hardly, I walked out of his house. I heard Jack and Harry. My body started to shudder again with fear. I roamed my eyes around. I could see his men coming from the other side. I saw a stylish black car. I tried to open the back side door. It opened and I got myself in it. I was praying for them to go away as soon as they could. So I could run from here. He'd not hurt my family. I just knew it. I would be out of this terrible life.
Unfortunately, something else bad happened. The car came to lif