C98 You Misunderstood Our Relationship!

I kept to myself, not saying a word, and truthfully, I had nothing I wanted to say.

I packed up and left the house without looking back, not even bothering with a farewell.

As I sat in the car, the more I thought about it, the more it hurt. The way my parents treated me versus how they treated Eric was like night and day. I'm not a saint; I can't just pretend it doesn't bother me