“Gabbie you have to tell me what happened. I think Emery’s traumatized,” Blair said as soon as I walked into the room.
“What did she say?”
“Nothing! She won’t say anything. She’s hiding under her covers.”
“I… maybe we should give her some space.”
“Did he hit you guys?”
“No, nothing like that. But it was dark and there were rats everywhere.”
Blair grimaced and then turned over to Emery. “I hate rats more than the next guy, but I don’t think it causes that.”
Emery’s little body quaked under the purple covers. My heart shattered. Was she embarrassed I knew or maybe Tristan forced her to be with him?
“She doesn’t want to talk to anyone. Yeah, we should give her some space.” Blair said.
I didn’t want to give her space anymore. I wanted to figure out what hurt her. Me or Tristan? The dinner bell rang ……
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