Xavier
“I don’t know about this, Xav.”
“Listen to me, Blondie.” I smile while cupping Blue’s face in my hands. “You don’t have to go in there if you’re not ready. But nothing is going to happen should you open that door. I am right by your side.”
Blue nods.
She’s nervous and scared, and I don’t blame her- facing one’s past is a scary thing. Over the past month, Brayden and I have been helping Blue move forward from her past. Each day, she takes another step toward claiming what was stolen from her. She has done so well, but I wonder if she is trying to do too much at once.
Today, Blue wanted to enter the bedroom that holds her most terrifying trauma. For this is the room Mackenzie held Blue hostage and raped her repeatedly and let his friends have their way with my mate. Blue has neve
