EVANGELINE
As soon as Nicholas deposited me into the car, I tried to run.
I didn’t care that I could get hurt by jumping out of the car, I just needed to be gone. I’d barely managed to open the door when his arms wrapped around me, pushing me back into the car.
“Stop trying to run!” he growled. “This would be over so much faster if you just behaved.”
“Why?” I snapped. “So I can be a toy for your amusement again?”
He went deathly still at my words. “What did you say?”
“You know what I said,” I hissed. “I heard you all those years ago. Do you think I ever forgot?”
“Eva,” he began slowly, reaching out to me with his free hand but I brushed him off.
It all started one summer when I was sixteen.
I’d been living with grandmother for a while, and he’d just returned from school. He was a
