Chapter 5

"Sweetie, listen to me, go back home. I can handle it myself. I don't need you here."

Mom earnestly instructed me.

"Got it, Mom."

I didn't want to worry her, so I nodded.

It was past ten o'clock at night.

Brady sent me a message. [How is your mom's health?]

This was the first message he sent me in half a month since our argument.

I know he was giving me a way out.

He rarely backed down maybe because I was the one who chased him in the first place, and I always went along with him in everything.

But now, I was calm reading his message.

I turned off my phone.

Then I went to sleep.