Dawn’s POV
I woke up slowly, and the first thing that caught my attention was the sound of voices. They were not loud, but they were close enough for me to hear bits of conversation. My eyes opened fully, and It took only a second for my memory to return. I remembered falling asleep in Wayne's arms after crying. I remembered how he held me so softly and calmly like I was a precious gem. I remembered how shameful and vulnerable I had felt because I had cried so much.
I sat up quietly and listened again. I recognized Wayne’s voice first. His tone was not aggressive so the people he was talking to were probably not threats, he spoke the same way it always was when he tried to act like nothing could bother him. I also recognized Naomi’s voice. I did not feel ready for that. The guilt in her
