Ella:

I really don’t understand why Oliver is not supporting my decision. I can clearly see that his eyes were begging to stop this talk about moving but I could also see a slight hope in his eyes that he too wanted to leave this place.

“Fine, If you don’t want to leave this place then leave me. I don’t want to live in this house.” I said angrily, stomped my foot, and walked to the door in the determination to leave.

“Ella,” Oliver growled angrily but I didn’t listen to him and ran outside. I was close to his car when he held my waist and hugged me tightly...