CHAPTER EIGHT

Colby's P.O.V

The light up above over our heads are making her bruises more prominent, and people around us were beginning to stare.

The booth was secluded but they were watching from afar.

"Can I get the two of you anything to drink?" The waitress asked for her face in her note book ready to write down our order.

"Can we get your finest rose', please?" I asked with a smile.

"Alright, coming right up," She said scribbling in the notebook with a fake smile and gave Chloe a side glance.

I took Chloe's hand gently in mine with a small smile, and her smile could light up the sky.

That's what hurts the most, no matter how much she hurts, the way she looks at me, and only me never changes no matter what my family has done to her.

The thought made me sick as she rubbed the back of my hand with her fingertips.

"Thank you for taking me away from that place," She said quietly.

"I don't like them eit