Elisa
"Want to tell me more about this Gerald guy? How did you meet him?" Ansel asked after I had calmed down.
"It's a long and unpleasant story," I said. "I wouldn't want to bore you with it."
"And I don't have to go to the office tomorrow, and it's your day off. That means we have all night," Ansel took my hand and squeezed it. I could tell he wanted to know more about me for some reason, even though he sometimes acted like he did not care about me.
"You won't look at me the same," I whispered. I never wanted to tell anyone about Gerald. Not even Sadie when she grows up. In fact, I was willing to hide his identity forever. That was the only way to protect her from him.
I didn't want anyone to know all the dumb decisions I made and how he destroyed my life in a year. He broke me down
