*Chapter 10 — Ava's POV: _The Call*_
We got to Marie’s house, and the first thing she did was push me into the bathroom.
“Shower. Now. You need to wash tonight off your skin.”
I didn’t argue. The hot water hit my back and I cried until the bathroom filled with steam. I scrubbed Damien off my skin, scrubbed Mrs. Cole’s words off my ears, scrubbed the video off my mind. It didn’t work. But I felt human again when I stepped out.
Marie seized my phone the moment I entered the bedroom. She held it up like a judge.
“You need sleep, Ava. Not notifications. Not Twitter. Sleep.”
I opened my mouth to protest, but she gave me _the look_. The one that said _I will sit on you if I have to_.
I slept soundly.
For the first time in days, I slept without dreaming of Damien’s hands o
