Chapter 118 Escape

• ALLISON.
• After a while, hunger gnawed at my stomach, and despite my anger and disappointment, I ended up eating the breakfast he’d brought. In some twisted way, even after everything, a part of me still trusted him. It turned out, I was the pitiful one. I couldn’t bring myself to fully Sullivan, after all. In my eyes, he was still the same older brother I grew up in. I just wished he wasn’t as cold-hearted as I thought now.
• Eventually, I dragged myself to the bathroom to wash up. I rummaged through the cabinet and found some clothes—my mom’s old dresses. I didn’t wear dresses often, and they were a bit smaller than my usual size, but I didn’t have much of a choice.