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I was headed to a small one bedroom cottage that belonged to my grandmother. Yawning I tried to keep my eyes open. I needed sleep, I couldn't function I needed to escape Nickolai if I intended on keeping my sanity in tact. I was already on the verge of toppling over.
I turn right on a dark road barely wide enough for two vehicles rolling down the windows with a flip of a switch enjoying the cold night air passing a wooden sign "Welcome to Monticello" leaving dust in my wake.
I was driving fast way over the speeding limit pass the bank, a post office and grocery store.
Rituals a small coffee shop this is where I will be working in the next three days considering that I am broke after spending my life savings on my dramatic move. I had never had a job in my life. The bar was handed down to me in my father's will that and a ten million debt to date it's thirty five million and counting.
Isn't that not reasons enough to make a quick get away.
My phone vibrated on the dashboard it was Alley, José had given her my new number I ignored it. Since I found out what she has been doing behind my back I haven't spoken to her since I don't know what to tell her our friendship tarnish.