I snuggled farther in the bed and pretended last night hadn’t happened. It was like a scene out of a movie with shoot-outs and people screaming, running for safety. I felt like it was my fault. I shouldn’t have gone back to where he could find me so easily. My life had been going okay for the most part, besides working two jobs to support myself and my son.
Knock!
“I’m sleeping.”
“Then why answer?”
“What time is it?”
“Eight, and I have to work in an hour.” Brilynn passed a cup of coffee toward me. I eased out of the covers, slid up against the headboard, and took the cup out of her hands.
“You have work tonight?” Brilynn sat on the edge of the bed.
“Yeah, but I don’t—”
Boom! Boom!
We both jumped at the thudding noise from the door.
“What the hell!” Brilynn hopped up, and I follow
