This chapter contains depictions of domestic violence, verbal abuse, and emotional trauma. Reader discretion is advised.
CHAPTER 34
SABRINA’S POV
It wasn't the streak of light streaming onto my face through the small open space of my curtains that had me fluttering my lashes open. It was the incessant pinging of my phone instead.
I couldn't say I was having a relaxed or dreamless sleep anyway. Not after last night.
Feeling too weak and battered to raise myself properly from the bed, I lazily reached out for my phone on the other side of the bed, the side Fynn was supposed to be occupying but was currently cold and empty except for my phone.
Who was sending me so many messages? I wondered as I unlocked the phone and was just about to check my messages when a particular notification ca
