Chapter 125

Mia

When I woke again, I felt a lot better. The headache was gone, as was the exhaustion.

After cleaning myself up for the second time that day, I returned to my bed with renewed determination. I will no longer allow the thought of Herbert Weston to affect me. I will not cry remembering the trauma he inflicted on me nor the distress he caused me—physically, mentally, and emotionally. I will be free from that bastard!

With that, I settled myself to read some magazines Brenda had left for me, and it wasn’t long before lunch arrived. It was also around then that Andy appeared at the door again. With my mouth still full of food, I stared at him wide-eyed as he walked toward me.

“Hey,” he said. “Feeling better?”

I quickly swallowed my food and reached my arms out for him, begging for a great big hug again.

Andy came over and took me into his arms as I wrapped mine around his torso.

I chuckled as I raised my eyes to look at him. “I hope you’re not driving Matt crazy because you’re so worrie