They beat me, over and over again, until there wasn't a spot on my body left unscathed.
I became jumpy after that, afraid of the dark, light, and sound. It was as though I had contracted rabies.
If Bradyn had bothered to look closer, he would've noticed the vacant look in my eyes and the way my legs trembled uncontrollably.
But he didn't. Or maybe he did, but he just didn't care.
He occasionally glanced at his phone, smiling with relaxed brows. I hadn't seen him smile like that in a long time. When we were younger, Bradyn used to smile at me like that all the time...
Our families were close, and we were childhood sweethearts. At our closest, we were inseparable, crying whenever we were apart.
Our parents would jokingly say we were bound to get married when we grew up.
I believed it too. I always saw Bradyn as my future husband, imagining the happy home we would build together.
But all of that was shattered by a woman named Kelsie Munoz.
Kelsie's arrival was like a bolt of lightning that woke me from all my dreams.
Whenever she appeared, Bradyn's gaze would follow her involuntarily.