-- Grizelda --The day I was leaving finally came. It felt like I had waited years for it. Now that Jax and Vicky were no longer on my neck, my mind had one thing apart from Alexander to be worried about. Margaret Kingston. The custody case wasn't over. This made seeing Alexander's face last night worse for me.Outside was bright enough as the morning light reached every inch of the guest room. Outside, the dew-drenched garden sparkled, which was the only view and place in the house I was going to miss. The garden. I stood at the window with my arms crossed, looking out at the hedges that lined the cobbled path that I would soon be walking on, running away for good.My suitcase sat next to the bed, zipped up already and the room remained quiet, the silent witness to the choice I had made. I had healed. Fully recovered, at least, physically. Headaches, body aches, were all gone. I didn't feel weak anymore, and I no longer needed to take any medication after breakfast, lunch and dinner.
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