Chapter 46

Ella's POV

Three weeks later, I'd slipped into life with Andrea. It was horrible and painful but I'd learnt to tolerate it.

Every day, I'd get up, take my pill and make breakfast for us both. Sometimes Chico would help, sometimes he wouldn't. Then he'd put me to use doing whatever job he had going whether that be tending to the latest bullet victim, cleaning, cooking or serving food and beer to him and whichever disrespectful, misogynistic friends he had over that evening. He liked to take me out of the house too, whether that be because he needed my assistance distracting or persuading someone or simply just to drag me along.