Chapter 13

Sofia's Point of View

"Where is the rest of your stuff?" Ella asked as Ethan and I walked into the living room.

"This is it," I replied, and Ella frowned

"This is everything you own?" Ella asked

"Yes," I replied. Ella stayed silent.

"Now that we have everything, we can leave," Ethan said, and he opened the front door. Mr. Prescott, the owner of the apartment complex, was standing at the door. It looked like he was about to knock.

"Hello," Ethan said, and Mr. Prescott's eyes went to me. He had a frown on his face.

"Is your mother here?" Mr. Prescott asked

"No," I replied

"I need to speak to her immediately. She is two months behind on the rent, and I know the utilities have been cut off. If she doesn't pay by the end of the day or keep our arrangement, I am going to have no other option but to evict her," Mr. Prescott said. I didn't even want to think of the arrangement he was talking about. Mr. Prescott was an old, dirty man. He was around sixty years old. I always saw him with