While I’d assumed the bruises would be uncovered, I’d had no idea that I would be stripped bare for medical tests, then placed in a hospital gown and put through a screening of completely inappropriate images and motion clips. I must have fallen asleep, for I could not have imagined any of it on my own.
“Thank you,” I replied.
I wasn’t used to people being kind. She remained quiet as if waiting for me to tell her the truth. Did I want to share what I knew now about my fiancé? He’d been so kind, sweeping me off my feet, until I learned the truth. I’d overheard him telling one of his men to kill someone who had made one of his real estate deals fall through. I’d thought the men he kept around were employees, bodyguards, but they were enforcers, men he used to intimidate and kill. Once I’d
