Chapter 8

"Are you okay? Be calm. We're safe."

It was Ian speaking. His hands were rubbing firmly over mine in my panic attack as he hurriedly started the car with his other hand while I watched through my ragged breathing as the men from the fire service continued to arrive in their trucks, trying to put out the fire from the house.

It felt like a dream.

Like a goddamn hallucination.

All that reflected in my eyes from my new apartment was now a tall fire. Razing down every single thing all up to the roof.

Soon, I found myself whimpering, and then, as soon as Ian's car swerved and finally started to move out of the driveway, I burst into tears.

Ian tried his hardest to keep me calm, rubbing consistently over my hands until his car was finally out on the road, leaving it all behind with each distance covered.

My apartment.

The entire last of my savings was used to purchase that house for my escape.

Everything gone.

Razed down to the ground.

I really couldn't control my cries at this point, and I