I came to welcome you

The following day, Rita moved into Edmundo's house. Her parents promised her that it was for the time being but she knew that they just said this to soften the hurt she felt within her. Rita made her way outside where Edmundo's car was parked, already waiting for her. She climbed in, schooling her face. She knew her mother was trying to get her attention but she refused to give her audience. "Smile Rita, you're not going to the prison yard", Edmundo chuckled. Between the prison and Edmundo's house, she preferred the prison. At least there, she would be somewhat free from him but in his house, not so much. "I can't help but compare the prison to your house. I can't believe you really convinced my parents to do this. This is the height of it Edmundo and i won't forget this. Sooner or later, you'll pay for how you treat me", Rita said. She fought to keep her tears in. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing her cry. No doubt, he'll gloat a