The Wrong Mr. Right — Episode 5

But now, these things only make me feel suffocated. I walk over, rip down the frames, pull out the plants, and throw them all into the My suitcase lies open on the floor. I pack my belongings piece by piece.

Footsteps sound behind me. I don't turn around. Lindsay, what the hell are you doing? I was gone for only a little while and you're acting like He puts his hand on my shoulder, trying to stop me. Felix, we're done. Completely done. I came here today to move out. I shake off his hand and keep packing.

And where do you think you're going? You have no family, no place to go. He stands behind me, his voice full of certainty. He thinks I can't leave him. I stop, slowly turn around, and look him straight in the eye. Joanna walks in on high heels. When she sees me, surprise flashes across her face.

Felix, what's taking so long? Lindsay? What are you doing here? This is my place. Do I need to explain why I'm here? She lowers her head, putting on an act of innocence and vulnerability. Lindsay, are you upset? I'll apologize if that'll make you feel better.

I stare at her hippitical face, my lips slowly curling forward.