Long, cruel fingers squeeze my face as flashing anger engulfs me whole. “You’ll keep your goddamn mouth shut, Ava, or so help me God, I’ll sew it shut for you.” The door opens and I jolt as I meet those eyes. The same eyes that threatened me. No, they terrified me. I can still feel the harsh grip of his fingers around my jaw and the tremor that passed through me at the time.
