“Miss Thomas, can we talk please.” My head picked up from my phone to look at the doctor. Two weeks had passed and Simon had not come back yet I was sure he was up to something and I dreaded the day he came back. The thought of it kept me up at night, searching every corner where he could hide.
My blood ran cold at his name for he had made it clear what he would do to me if I stayed.
My eyes ached, no sleep with my body weak.
“Okay.” I said, watching as the doctor walked around the bed to pull a chair and sit next to me. His eyes moved from Mathew to me and my heart began drumming and bit by bit the rate increased until it was running miles in my chest. My blood rushed, carrying the fear that had all my body rigid. I stared at the doctor knowing that something was wrong, tha
