I could tell she wanted to yell again, but to my surprise her expression softened, and she took a step closer. Without warning, her hand found my cheek, her bright green eyes lingering on my face. “Are you okay?” Before I could stop her, her thumb brushed over the bruise. Bile rushed up my throat, but she held my stare… Almost like she could detect the demons inside me. Everyone ignored my bruises. Teachers, other kids, school nurses. No one wanted to get involved. But not her. This weird girl actually saw me.
