Chapter 90
- My cheeks must have been blotchy from tears when he let me in and through to the living room. I sat down on his sofa and tossed my bag onto the floor, crumpling over with my elbows on my knees as I tried to compose myself. He was right there beside me, kneeling on the floor, but he didn’t put his hands on me, just waited.
- “I’m sorry,” I said again. “I just… I couldn’t stay there…”
- “What happened? Did he hurt you?”