Dominic's POV
Today was Amaya's third day home and she looked worse now than when we brought her home. The bruising on her neck was at its worst along with the bruising on her face. Aiden came by yesterday and checked her over. He said that she could start talking but to keep it minimal. She has pushed that boundary. Trying to talk constantly. She didn't have much of a voice, so it was kind of hard to understand or hear her.
It was still early, and Jake had himself wrapped around Amaya and they were both sound asleep. I slowly got out of bed and went to the bathroom, shutting the door as quietly as I could. I stood there in front of the mirror wondering where in the hell I went so wrong with things. I made the wrong call with Mila, and she would have killed Amaya if we wouldn't have go
