“You have to be kidding me!” Ava started to raise her voice at me. I stood there in my doorway, looking down. Yeah. This isn’t good. Ava was insistent on helping me out and making sure I was safe, same with Art.
After one of the hardest conversations I ever had in my entire life, everyone just held me and let me cry. Sawyer was able to get a hold of a therapist for me, Celeste, that Ollie recommended while Ollie made us some food. Finn was nose deep in his phone, doing god knows what, but the look on his face was pure anger.
Art just held me while I sat in his lap. Most girls would be insecure with another woman sitting in her mans lap, but not Ava. She held my hand and helped me make a game plan for the next steps.
Everyone was coming together to help me. They did ask if they could
