I look through the rearview mirror and see Ayla passed out in the back. Her body was sprawled along the leather seat occupying the entire available space.
I pursed my lips and focused my eyes back on the road.
"I don't think she should be alone right now," Maddie says, surprising me.
She hasn't said a word to me since the fight at the parking lot. She was clearly shaken up about the whole ordeal and seeing me turning into a raging behemoth, her silence was acceptable.
"Yeah," I agree with her.
The last thing I wanted was for Ayla to be inside her head alone at night.
Maddie peeks through the gap between our seats. She lowers her voice in hushed tones. "You expected that to happen, right?"
Let her psycho boyfriend straight up smack her right in front of me? If I knew that would happe
