Chapter Sixty-Nine
SUNNY
I burst through my apartment door, frantically trying to figure out where to even start. Why did I buy so much shit if I knew I was leaving?
I go to my room and grab a duffle bag I pre-packed sitting in my closet. It has a few outfits, hygienics, all my money and everything I need for my escape.
I just never thought I’d actually have to use it.
I peel my scrubs off and throw them on the floor and put on sweatpants and a big hoodie, hoping it’ll cover my face enough so no one can recognize me. I throw a beanie on too and tuck my hair into it.
How could I have been so careless? Did I trust the words of the detectives too much?
Ryan’s absence meant a possibility of a future. That if he hadn’t shown up by this point, he probably never would. Even though they still have no idea where he is, they said it was enough to move forward until something arose.
But he got my number.
He called me.
Could he trace my number here? I smashed my phone. Would that help prevent him from tracing it?
Grabbing all my things, I rush to the window, knowing the fire escape is my best plan because what if he is outside my door?
I look around this apartment that has been home for the last five months, a place of peace I thought I’d never get. Swallowing hard, I give my mental goodbye and slam the window shut.