---- glee. "I'll hand in my resignation right away. Stay here. Wait for me." He put the keys in his pocket and said, "I have the keys. Don't open the door for anyone. We'll pack up once I get home. Did you get all that?" Ichuckled. "Yes, I did." Then, he was gone, and the house felt empty. That fight took a lot out of me. Sleep was trying to catch me, so I lay on the couch and let it take me. But then the noise outside woke me up. I heard someone talking from beyond the door, and someone was unlocking it. Thinking it was Anthony, I leaped off the couch barefoot and walked outside, though I was still groggy. "you're b-" My voice wilted. Lawrence thanked the lockpicker politely and turned to me. "You're coming with me, Yvonne." My body moved before I could even think. I ---- grabbed the fruit platter on the table and hurled it at him. "Get out!" Lawrence had nothing but concern for me. He slowly closed the distance between us, and my heart was starting to race, making me think it would stop all of a sudden. Then, it came. That feeling of nausea. That feeling of everything around me spinning. Yet I held it off and ran upstairs. Lawrence saw through me and strode ahead, stopping me from going anywhere.