“Hi, Lacey,” she said kindly, registering my presence. “Take a seat.”
Yes! Rolly chair!
I relaxed into the spot she indicated with her slender hand.
“How are you doing today?” she asked me. “Better than yesterday, I hope.”
“Yeah, definitely, although I've actually got the impression of what happened now. But anything's better than being in last night's situation.”
Of not knowing what to do. And terrified that you could die—any—second. And seeing that woman's inhumane smile light up her face, relishing her supposed kill over Christian.
I shivered.
“You're safe now, Lacey,” Abigail soothed. “You have your friends. You have Jaiden and me. We all are willing to help you whenever you need it.”
Smiling, I revolved once in my chair. “That's a good thing to know. I think I'm gonna need you
