46- Home and hot chocolates

When we reach my home, Garrett moves to the kitchen and starts going through my cupboards.

“Go change into one of those fuzzy unicorn things.” He orders. I nod and head to my room to change. I've finally stopped crying. Now I just feel empty. I move around like a zombie as I throw on my pyjamas. When I head back out, Garrett sits me down at one of the chairs at my tiny little table and hands me a