With my luggage in hand, I decided to join my best friend, Vanessa.
We were the same age. Vanessa was now unmarried and worked at the same company. We maintained a cordial relationship.
I felt she would understand my situation best.
Upon arriving at her place, I explained everything, omitting Alex's attempt to kill me for insurance money.
However, her reaction surprised me.
Vanessa frowned.
"Ariana, I don't want to criticize you, but you've made a mistake.
"Alex's filial piety should make you happy, not angry.
"Perhaps your pregnancy hormones are affecting your mood. Just stay here for now."
I gripped my luggage tightly, frozen in place.
There was no comfort or shared anger, only accusations.
I hadn't expected Vanessa to speak to me this way.
I stared at her in disbelief, but she had already pushed my luggage into the bedroom.
She said, "What are you waiting for? Come on in."
I said nothing, took out my phone, and searched for a suitable house.
Because I had realized this wasn't where I belonged.
Not long after, there was a knock at the door.
Alex's voice came from outside. "Honey, let's go home and sort this out. Why did you run away from home?"
How did he find me? I hadn't told him where I was going.
Vanessa appeared behind me. "Ariana, I don't want to see you and Alex quarreling like this, so I called him. You won't blame me, right?"
She opened the door.
