The Last Straw
I was left at the hospital all alone, without any clue in the world, and it would have remained that way had I not seen the pictures Jenny shared on social media.
Back in the present, Steven stared at my calm expression, waiting for a chance to speak. I knew from past experience that he was waiting for me to flare up in anger so that he could tell me that I was overreacting.
In the past, that would be what would have happened, but now?
Why would I get mad over something like this when I didn't care about him anymore?
I sat in the passenger's seat and found a pink hair clip there. Steven quickly picked it up, his expression unnatural. "You know how Jenny is, always losing her things. She prob