I carefully padded across the icy floor and over to the door where I slipped out, leaving Trigger to sleep.
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TRIGGER
I slept like the dead. The demons reminded me that I was never free. My father hovered on the edge of my dreams, taunting me to agree to the fight.
I knew it would be a slippery slope if I stepped into the ring. I had a love-hate relationship with it, but, f**k, I felt alive between the ropes.
Sunlight burned through the gap between the curtains. I could use another few hours, but I knew my head wouldn’t allow it.
I flipped the covers off and rubbed my head as I rolled to the side of the bed. I already sensed Tess wasn’t there. I went for my gun when I detected movement.
It took me three seconds to register the little s**t on my couch, rolled up like a burrito in h
