-Elena-
I didn’t know how much time had passed before I felt something brush against my cheek. The warmth spread from my cheek to the rest of my body, making me relax instantly. But as the warmth quickly faded, my body tensed. I then noticed a dark shadow blocking out the light as it moved in front of me.
I knew he was there, standing over me. My heartbeat quickened, and I clenched the needle I had kept hidden under my pillow. I was prepared for an attack, waiting for him to grab me, pull me up, and deliver a painful blow. The thought of being punched and abused was all too familiar. Marcus was the same way—he’d abuse me, then send me to the attic, only to come back for more when I finally felt like I could rest.
I didn’t understand why this man had even given me a bed in the first plac
