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    Hearing her scream in the middle of the night will haunt me for the rest of my life. How could someone hurt someone so innocent? If I ever meet the motherfucker and her father, I’ll kill them both; being a cop be damned. There are special places in hell for those people.
    Braelyn has such a huge heart and a great personality. I can see it sometimes when she lets go. She lets go at home a little more each day. When I came to sit beside her and she immediately calmed down, I wanted to beat my chest like a fucking caveman. I want nothing more than for her to feel safe and be safe.
    Braelyn may think she’s weak, but a person who’s been through what she has been through isn’t weak. She’s a fighter. She hasn’t had a chance at life from being beaten down by her father; then when she did have a chance at something, the man who raped her took everything she had left and left her hollow.
    She is still smiling at me. Raising my hand, I cup her neck, wanting nothing more than to claim her mouth with mine. To show her I want her so fucking bad I ache, but she comes first. In time, it will happen.
    “You’re so fucking beautiful, you know that?” I whisper to her, my mouth close to hers, my eyes on her lips. I watch in satisfaction as her eyes widen and a deep blush covers her cheeks.
    Dropping my hand, I grab hers and entwine our fingers. Unable to resist, I stroke my thumb across her hand. She relaxes into my side then lays her head on my shoulder.
    It’s taking everything in me not to pull her into my lap and hold her. What the fuck is happening to me? I never felt like this before, let alone had these thoughts. She brings the sappiness out of me.
    With her blond hair, brown eyes, and pouty lips she’s taken over everything. She brings out the primal instincts in me to the point I want to lay out every single motherfucker in this place just for looking at her. That man earlier didn’t accidentally brush by her. Nah, he did it on purpose because he was checking out her tits. I almost went nuclear.
    The waitress interrupts my thoughts as she sets the food on the table before us. I can feel her eyes on me, but she’s not even a blip on my radar.
    Braelyn
    As we walk back into the house after dinner, I feel proud of myself because I didn’t freak out. Well, not much anyway. Baby steps. For the first time in a very long time, I feel like there’s a chance I could live a semi normal life again.
    “Angel, want to rent a movie?” Ethan asks me as he drops the keys on the counter.
    “Sure.” I smile at him and walk up the stairs to change.
    I walk into the closet and pull out some shorts and a loose tee. Grabbing a hair tie, I pull my hair up in a messy bun on top of my head. When I walk back downstairs, Ethan is sitting on the couch. I stop at the entrance, feeling nervous all of a sudden. But I take the plunge and walk over to sit beside him then prop my feet up on the coffee table in front of the couch.
    Ethan puts his arm around me and pulls me closer into his side. Snuggling my face more into his shoulder, I bite back a smile.
    The title of the movie starts and I almost groan. Please, don’t let it only be fighting the whole entire time. Ethan laughs when he sees my reaction. We sit in silence through the movie, cuddling and enjoying just being.
    Swaying wakes me from my sleep. I crack one tired eye open and look up. Ethan is carrying me up the steps. Wrapping my arm around his neck, I hold on tighter. He pushes my slightly cracked door open and lays me gently on the bed.
    Not letting go of his shirt, I pull him onto the bed with me. I don’t want him to go. He gently pushes me onto my side and pulls me back so his front is to my back. His arm wrapped around my middle holds me tightly to him. Closing my eyes, I fall asleep with a smile on my face, sleeping through the whole night with no nightmares.

Chapter Six
    Two weeks later
     
     
    It seems everything in my life has changed during these past two weeks.