Anna's POV

He eventually packed up and I got up to dress myself. There was no way I was going to let him treat me like a baby again. The news made me feel lighter and I stood up to change into decent clothes.

True to his words, he packed up my bag, even down to my panties and toiletries.

When I finished dressing up in something casual, I came out to meet him in the parlor, with my small bag sitting pretty on the couch.

“Hey. You're out. I think I like this on you.”

He said, complimenting my outfit. I wore a dark green hoodie with a white...