Jenna's POV

After an hour, I opened the door as quietly as I could and sneaked out, the house was quiet, the only sound I could hear was my heart ramming aggressively against my rib cage and my uneven breaths

I made sure to not make any sound as I tiptoed to the sitting room- a huge sigh of relief escaped my lips when I saw the empty living room

He left. Luckily. I raked my hair backward as I scuffed past the living room to the kitchen, my movements lazy with my flops scraping against the floor loudly

I poured myself a glass of cold water, gulping everything down...