Sixteen
Toni was too shaken up to be self-conscious about showering in front of Bash. She stood under the flowing hot water and finally let herself feel the shock and fear of getting attacked.
Who in Lost Harbor would do something like that to her? And why, for God’s sake? She didn’t have any enemies, that she knew about. Maybe it was a random attack. Wrong place, wrong time kind of thing.
But it hadn’t felt that way. It had felt deliberate. Like a message.
Same as the last time.
At first, when she’d seen Bash’s face, she’d thought she was in the dark ocean again, being drowned by that furious man. Fifteen and trying to fight off a husky full-grown man. Little flashes of memory kept hitting her out of the blue. Making her shake and go weak.
No weakness. f**k that. Stay tough. Keep co
