Safe. The word hit me like a stone in my chest. I wanted to believe it.
I wanted to let it sink in, but a part of me couldn't. Not completely.
The memory of cold chains still clung to my skin, the echo of Josh's voice still scratched inside my skull.
His obsessive look when he kept staring at me. When he hurt me if I defied his command. With his belt.
My whole body shivered as my mind recalled those dreadful memories. That's when Edward appeared from the kitchen with a tray carrying three mugs of coffee.
He first forwarded he tray towards Sophie. She took the two mugs, passing one to me.
When she placed a mug of hot coffee in my shaking hands, the warmth seeped into my skin, giving me a sense of hope that maybe...everything will get alright.
I took a deep breath as the aroma of the coffee hit my olfactory senses. My whole body slumped against the couch as the exhaustion hit me. Hard.
I kept sipping on the coffee as Henry also settled beside Sophie.
