CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE

Avilla's pov. The car ride was awfully silent, my aunt didn't want to speak to me. She appeared to be thinking deeply about something and I didn't want to say anything to her too. She needs to tell me the truth and until she does then we have nothing to say to each other, she knows that I hated it when my parents kept things from me and she is doing worse. All these things happening in my life and she still has the guts to keep something from me. "When we get back, I will be going back to work. I have a lot to catch up on" Oh you do, don't you? She wasn't going anywhere till she told me the truth. I was trying so hard not to hit the car wheels because I just couldn't believe her. She wanted to run from this but I won't let her. I couldn't stop thinking about this, it was typical of adults to try and protect you even when it is trying to kill you, my parents did that till it killed them and she still doesn't want to let up. Maybe if I hadn't seen her shifting, I still wouldn't kno