Dom’s POV
I followed behind her silently. I couldn’t get the image of her scarred torso out of my head. I was desperate to know who did that to her and the more I thought about it the more Amos’ restlessness affected me.
We needed to run. To destroy something. Anything. I wanted to ask her about it so badly but I knew that if I did, it might make things between us worse. I wanted to rip the faces off of whoever caused her so much pain.
She moved slowly towards the green house. I could tell that she wasn’t in the best of shape. She opened the door and left it open for me to walk through it. Once the door shut, I finally spoke.
“How are you feeling now?” I asked gently.
She looked up at me through tired eyes.
“I wanted to go home.” She stated softly.
“We will get to that, but for
