Chapter 229 Moving

• It felt like hours had passed since she hid in her bedroom, but she didn’t cry for that long before the raging storm caught her attention. Gerald must have gone to lower the window shutters outside at some point because the room was dark. She couldn’t see a thing when she usually wouldn’t have needed to put a light on. When they were kids, Brit joked that she had supervision.
• She did. Back then, anyway.
• Her chest squeezed, and the tears threatened to fall again but she blinked them back. The storm sounded worse than she’d expected. She needed to stop feeling sorry for herself and make sure everything was secure.