(Arata)
All that conjured courage evaporated as I closed the door and bolted it. Quickly grabbing a chair, I placed it under the door knob.
I knew only I had the key card to my apartment, but knowing his true colours now, I wouldn't be surprised if he had a spare one made somehow.
The trust between us had fallen into such a deep void that it would never see the light of day again.
Extracting my cell phone from where I had hidden it to record a video, in case he attacked me or took me hostage, I paused the recording.
I needed to send this to Stella and Zaylen later with a brief summary and all other evidence I had gathered.
If anything were to happen to me, she would ensure his face would be on every media outlet.
One more night. Tomorrow morning, I will be gone.
Opening the flight schedule, I booked the earliest flight from Marica to Angel City.
I would call a cab and leave, I just had to spend this night.
