Annabeth
I woke up with a startle, still remembering the encounter I had with him two days ago. I couldn’t shake off the feeling of fear and anguish every time I recalled what had happened.
His hands on my arms squeezing painfully and leaving bruises that now turned yellow. I couldn’t even wear short sleeves because it was so visible. Thankfully, I was working today, and my uniform was basically just a shirt with a café logo, and I could choose to have a long sleeve, which was very convenient right now.
I was even looking forward to work, the rush of people and the fast tempo of making coffee and other drinks, as I didn’t have time to think about anything. It would provide the sanctuary I needed to pull myself back together. After Grace saved me from him and made sure I was alright, w
