Tori
The hospital gown hung loose on me as I sat on the edge of the bed. I was waiting for the nurse to come back with the final discharge papers. I was more than ready to leave. My body still ached, but it was manageable. Better. What wasn’t manageable was the pit in my stomach every time I thought about going home — back to the place where it had all happened. Adam had ruined my little slice of heaven. The past week had been a blur of visitors and cautious conversations. Everyone had stopped by, and their faces were all a mixture of worry and relief. But no one asked any difficult questions, and no one had offered any answers. I hadn’t been ready, but I was now. I knew Jack had wanted to come and get me, but the truth was that I didn’t want to go home. So, I had asked Cole instead. For
