ELLA

I knew he was disappointed that I had been drinking and planned to come back to the motel alone, but I didn’t care anymore. I had endured enough of everyone telling me about my choices and stating what I could or couldn’t do.

Yes, I was drinking, and I definitely planned to go home on my own. What then? Is doing that something new? If I needed help, I would find a way around the situation.

I was so used to doing things alone that having someone beside me, constantly berating me about my choices, was aggravating.

If anything, I had enough reason to be agitated and didn’t need...