CHAPTER 18

"I... I have to go..." I said to that stunningly evil Ann. She just smiled proudly.

"Sure you do." She said barely audible and sounded like all this is super boring. I stood up slowly, holding myself on to a chair. I didn't understood why my body is so heavy when I don't even feel it. To be honest, I didn't knew how will I get to my apartment. On every stair of building's staircase, I waited for a few seconds, then I took a step forward. I'm coming back home from the hell. To him. To that liar. That son of a...

"Jessica?" Hannah's voice interrupted my thoughts. She was beneath me, probably coming home from the store.

"Peter. His son." I said weakly, letting my tears block my view. Hannah ran to me, standing beside me.

"His what?" She asked with her eyes wide open but I just sighed. "Jessica?!" She said trying to catch my eyes but I looked down. I didn't want to cry. Not over him. Not now, not here.