Chapter 23. Bed Rest

Sophia

Oh my fucking God! My head hurts and my mouth tastes just as bad.

I puked a few times.

Nasty. Yikes.

That MRI machine—made me puke even more—and oh God, it was so loud and claustrophobic. Good thing is I only have a mild concussion as I can remember the events, so I will be fine.

Or so I have been told.

I am trying not to think about the incident. My body shivers every time I think about it. How he threatened to rape and kill me. Does humanity die inside such people?

Oh fuck… My head is still pounding. I should try to sleep, but it’s swirling with so many thoughts. I need to rest for two days. No work. Dad was so frantic when he visited me. The nurse didn’t let me talk to him for long. She said I needed rest.

Only if I could shut off my brain right now.

Caleb was here, too. He was shooting glares at my Hot Jerk. Liam or whatever his name is.

I glance at him.

I still don’t understand how my whole family l