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Chapter 20

"I can-"

"Shh." He rose his eyes to hers, then looked down to the angry finger imprints around her neck. She watched as the simmering anger in his eyes boiled over. Bowing her head in resignation, she let him wash her in her bra and panties. In that moment, she didn't care. Her mind wandered. She drifted in and out of her body, remembering words that cut through her, and images that caused her heart to pound against her ribcage. When a hand landed on her shoulder, she flinched, spun around, and instantly cried out in pain.

"Fuck, I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

Her knees buckled. He caught her and with his arms around her waist, helped her out of the shower cubicle. In the bathroom's front space, he draped her in a towel and led her into the room. Handing her a robe, he briefly left the room for her to put it on, and to hand Lola over to the vet who'd come at his beckoning. Knocking twice, he stepped back into the room, holding a cup of grape juice. Beth sat on the bad, ramrod straight. Sitting
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