Dex was waiting outside the bathroom door for me. He was leaning against the wall staring at the floor until I came out. He pushed off the wall and came to me so quick he was almost a blur.
"Are you okay?" He placed his hands on my shoulders. His eyes bore holes into my face with how intently they were staring at me.
"I'm fine." I shook his hands off my shoulders. "Don't worry about me."
"Haven't I told you that I'll decide what I worry about. He was hurting you, Ember. He made you bleed." Dex sounded so concerned for me. I wonder if this brought up any dark memories for him. I sometimes forget he's grown up being abused.
"I'm fine, Dex. Honestly. It healed. It's fine." I tried to smile at him. The pain I felt in my heart was making it hard to give him a sincere one.
"It's not fin
