"Stay behind me." Alexandre got in front of her, fixed his jeans, and picked up what had been thrown through the window. "What the hell?"
It was a pastel pink collar with the name, Muse, engraved on a small red heart tag wrapped around a rock. Alexandre held it out to Sophia, and she scurried back against a wall, brought her knees into her chest, and hid her face in her folded arms.
"Soph? What the f**k is this?" Alexandre looked at how she reacted to it and something about it sat wrong with him.
She shook her head and shuddered at the memory of the collar. Every fiber of her being wanted to run. Wanted to hide, change her name, change cities... Anything to get away from that symbol of imprisonment. To get away from him. He had found her.
"Baby, talk to me." Alexandre suddenly sat be
