*Trigger warning, this chapter depicts episodes of PTSD and violence that may cause others distress. Please proceed with caution, if not skip to chapter 23.*
Riley
I didn’t want to come back inside from the barn. The horses were incredible, so large, like lumbering mountains instead of those graceful steeds on TV. Tempest was so sweet, only wanting touch, something that I too crave but I’m too afraid to have. I wanted to remain there but it was getting late in the day and my stomach was starting to rumble. Kade has offered that we can come back outside later to see him and I’ll see if I can bring a carrot or something as a treat. I kept ahold of Kade’s hand as we walked away, waving to the horse as he watched with large eyes. I felt Kade softly squeeze my hand, just the faintest amount o
