59

Cheska

I reach for my clothes, which I just found earlier inside Andrew’s closet. That guy even hid them there, and I feel sick all over again. Does he expect me to stay undressed for him?

After wearing back my jeans and blouse, I sit on the bed and clutch my dead phone tightly in my hand, waiting for Drake. I don’t know where the hell this place is, how far it is. Earlier when I sent Drake my location, I was too in a rush that I didn’t remember the location in the map. But since Andrew still plans to go to college from here every day, it can’t be that far.

I don’t even have any idea what this place is. Is this a house? Or an apartment?

While I’m waiting for Drake, half an hour feels like hours. I don’t blame him if the streets are filled with traffics at this busy hour. I just hope that he’s driving carefully and will arrive here safely.

The thing I fear the most is if Andrew suddenly comes back. I shake my head, trying not to fill my mind with the worst scenario.

But then, I va