“No,” he winces, a look of vulnerability flashing over his face. “Let me hold you.” I glance at Cole. “Are you hurt?” I check him up and down for injuries. “No,” his face flushes. I frown. “Why’d you wince?” “Fuck off.” Cole glares at me. I frown again. Is he upset she’s fighting him? Join the fucking club.
Not them wondering why shes fighting back when theyve done nothing but take her ability to choose away ._.
