Kimberly cried her eyes out in the kitchen. She couldn’t tell how long she had stayed there because she didn’t want to face an angry Ian. After what felt like hours, she left the kitchen, walked passed the living room and went upstairs to the bedroom. When she got into the bedroom, did she realize that Ian wasn’t home. How did she not notice when he drove out? She guess she must’ve been too engrossed in her thoughts and tears to notice anything. With that conclusion, she peeled off her clothes which was currently soaked in tears and sweat and went into the bathroom because she desperately needed a warm...