“You can sleep in my bed…” I knew what that meant. But it was okay. Because I loved Hugh Biggs. My heart was sure I did. And Hugh would never hurt me like he did. Nodding, I took the hand he offered me and climbed out of the tub. Keeping a firm hold of his hand, I soaked in the warmth as he led me into his room. It would be okay. Because he was kind. He wouldn’t make me cry. He wouldn’t make me bleed.
STOPPPPP
