#Chapter 70: Moved Out

Renee’s POV It’s late by the time I wake up the next morning. After I left Eric, I went for a drive. Aimlessly moving through the streets mulling our conversation over and over again in my head. I don’t know what time it was when I finally snuck into bed and fell restlessly to sleep. Now, the bed is empty. I don’t know where Eric is, but I can only hope he isn’t on his way to pick up Debbie. I don’t have much time. I wanted to wake up early and get things moving, but there was no way I’d be able to muster up the strength to pull myself out of bed after that emotionally tasking conversation. During my drive, I came to the understanding that I have to leave. I think I already knew this on some level, but yesterday just made it crystal clear. I’m tired of this dance. I tried to make it work, then he did, now I am. If we’re continuing this game then technically it’s his turn, but I’m done. I rub my eyes and try to shake off the sleepiness and cast aside this depleted