“If he loved you guys, he wouldn’t hurt you.” He made it sound so simple, as if it were a mathematical equation. But the connection between pain and love wasn’t linear. It was a web. “What’s it like?” she asked. “To feel safe?” He touched her hair. “Do you feel it now?” She did. Maybe for the first time, but that was crazy. The last place Leni was safe was here, in the arms of a boy her dad hated.
