CHAPTER 30

The fleeting moments of our semester break have come to an end, signaling the return to the rhythm of my everyday life. Claybourne is calling my name as I plan a visit to see my father, and the anticipation builds even further knowing that my brother will be joining us in December. Excitement bubbles inside me, eager to embrace the upcoming moments. As I immersed myself in my activities, I suddenly felt a vibration in my bag, an indication of an incoming text message. With the day drawing to a close, it was our final class. I glanced at my phone and read the unexpected message: 'I will pick you up; I need you for an event.' An eyebrow raised, surprised at his audacity to enlist me for yet another errand. It seemed he had grown accustomed to relying on me. Taking a deep breath, I reassured myself that I could handle it. I would tolerate his demands for now, but the days of being under his control were numbered. 'You don't have to pick me up; I'll make my own way there,' I replied, det