Chapter 18
Natalie
I met with Penn’s attorney the next morning. She was young and sympathetic to my concerns. I’d been expecting some stodgy, old man who thought that one bruise wasn’t enough to get a restraining order. Or order of protection, as the lawyer called it.
But I confessed everything that had happened. Showed her the proof of his stalking and the file that he’d kept on me. We’d taken pictures of the bruise on my arm, and she said I definitely had a case. I didn’t know if that made me feel better or worse.
What it really made me feel was furious. Like I was some statistic. Poor girl in a domestic violence situation. Afraid of some man because he was bigger and had more power than me. It made me want to look deeper into his background to find some way to make him hurt like I w
