Chapter 7

• « I’m sorry ! I was just confused why you’re on the floor, » he said quietly. I scrunched my eyebrows and looked to the bed through the dark room.
• He doesn’t want me on the bed, does he ? I haven’t slept in a bed since I was nine… before my beatings started.
• « Here, » he said, extending his hand out and my eye flickered to his slow movement warily. My nervousness grew and I hesitantly started moving my shaking hand to his steadied one.