Abby scrambled to hide the bruises with her hands, but it was too late.
"Ash, you weren't supposed to see—"
"I'll kill him."
"We just got into an argument, that's—"
"I don't care! That doesn't give him the right to grab you like that. When did it happen?"
"A-after you left." She crossed her arms over her chest. "He came over unannounced and wanted me to have s*x with him, but I told him I wasn't in the mood, and he got mad. "
Sensing she was about to cry, I pulled her into my chest and held her. "He didn't . . . force you, did he?"
She shook her head. "No. Mom came home."
I wanted to beat him so badly he would never be able to have s*x again. He deserved worse than any punishment I could imagine.
"I'll kill him."
"I didn't c
