Emily stood in the hallway, watching with furrowed brows as Alex stuffed belongings into a duffel bag, shoving clothes, documents, and valuables with uncoordinated urgency. The sound of drawers slamming echoed like warning bells in the air.
"Alex… why are you packing your things?" Emily asked, her voice small, uncertain. "Where are we going?"
No response.
Alex kept packing, jaw tight, eyes cold, refusing to even glance her way.
Emily stepped forward and tapped his shoulder.
"Alex, please—answer me!"
In a flash, he shoved her aside, sending her crashing to the ground. Pain flared in her back as she hit the floor, stunned.
"Why are you such a pest?" Alex snapped, venom dripping from every word. "All you do is cling to me. It's annoying."
Emily tried to lift her gaze, lips trembling.
"I—I just—"
"Shut your bitch ass mouth."
"I don't want to hear anything from you."
His next words were colder, laced with cruelty.
"My dad was right about you… your just useless."
