---- Chapter 117 Sierras pov I couldn''t believe him.


    I will be going back.


    I am excited yet afraid at the same time.


    Excited to see him, to see the light, the sun, the grass, all the things which were there but I never valued.


    And afraid to see Xavier with Reba.


    Afraid of no one waiting for me.


    Afraid of being alone once again, surrounded by faces familiar yet not known.


    Everyone here is too nice.


    I will be missing them.


    I didn''t meant to scream at Adrian like that.


    But I dont know just what got over me.


    I just wanted to go back, was it too much to ask.


    And not to forget he still hasn''t told me who changed my dress [haven''t met mom and my brothers in a while.


    Even if not with Xavier, I wish a peaceful life back with momma and my brothers.


    ---- eee They would never turn their back on me.


    Right? That''s where my home is.


    With my people.


    Not here.


    Ican spend a vacation here.


    Not a lifetime.


    I knock on his door and he grunts a looke in.


    I push open the door to step in and my steps halt as I find him leaning back on his desk.


    His arms folded on his chest and leg crossed.


    Like he was waiting for someone.


    Perhaps me.


    Are you dressed appropriately? Is the first question he asks and I blink.


    Confused.


    I look down at my loose pants and worn out shirt.


    What do you mean-" Come here.


    I roll my eyes.


    Seriously.


    What issue does he have with my clothes now? I drag my body towards him to ---- stand in front of him What? Closer.


    I take a step forward.


    Clos- T take one step more and I will crash into- His handes out of no where, grabs my shirts cor and yank.


    I am literally on my toes as he had me flushed against his chest.


    My cheeks burn red This man and his capriciousness.


    Seriously.


    You never know what he will do next.


    His brows furrow and I see his hands moving all over my shirts buttons, shoulders.


    My pants hem.


    To stop before they reached my bum.


    He has stopped himself.


    I could see.


    Why are you dressed as a man? ---- eee = T gave him a duh look You should be thankful T am dressed.


    The woman here are promoting nudity.


    Most of their tits are visible and you know the strangest thing? No one minds.


    Rather they unt it.


    Like seriously.


    They are justfortable in their bodies.


    And have full freedom to choose what they wish to.


    I never set dressing standards on mynd.


    Her body.


    Her choice.


    I scoff.


    Seriously strangeing from a man who called me defiled just because I fucked-" That''s enough.


    A nerve on his forehead was ticking and I decided not to test his waters.


    He is setting me free, ] am sure he going to reject me and send me back.


    Okay.


    So when am I leaving.


    There are some things that have to be discussed.


    Conditions as I said earlier.