Debby’s POV

The ride from Knights milling Inc, to my apartment….well ex-apartment is short and silent.

André keeps furrowing his eyebrows, scorning and sighing all the way.

When we made it, I quickly alight the car and head towards the porch.

Anna is sitting outside next to my luggages, her eyes red…. Evidence of her crying.

“Anna” I call her.

She lifts her head and sees me. She quickly runs to me and hug me, then her water works begin again.

“I’m so sorry, Debby. I tried to stop him, I really did. What are you going to do now? You just got a job, you haven’t even receive your...