CHAPTER 39Violently red, angry welts instantly materialized on CeCe’s neck. Cuddy stared at them with regret but couldn’t allow himself to ask her for forgiveness. He had never even snapped at her before, let alone laid a finger on her. Sadly, she didn’t expect him to be sorry for what he had done. She waved her hand as if what had happened was nothing. She ordered him downstairs to fill two Ziploc bags with ice, and when he brought them to her, she placed them in a damp towel from the bathroom and wrapped it around her neck.
“I may still have to wear a scarf or a turtleneck for a few days, but this should keep down the swelling and lessen the bruising.” She motioned for him to show her his hands. She turned them palms down, and for the first time, he noticed the deep cuts and scratches m
