ELLA.
The moment Leonard left, I found myself pacing around the room restlessly.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
My footsteps echoed against the floor as my mind refused to settle. Leonard had said he needed to ensure all this nonsense stopped, and judging from the determination in his voice, he had every intention of seeing it through.
Still, that didn't stop the frustration brewing inside me and trust me, I was exhausted myself—exhausted from the endless drama, exhausted from Alex's schemes and exhausted from constantly having to defend myself against situations I never asked to be part of.
I pressed my lips together as I continued pacing, trying to organize my thoughts, but every time I thought I had calmed down, another wave of irritation crashed into me.
Eventually, my legs grew tired and with a frustrated sigh, I finally decided to sit down.
The moment I lowered myself onto the bed, my phone buzzed loudly beside me.
My brows furrowed.
