He rises to his feet. “Again.” “Please,” Hailey whimpers, her voice weak. I can feel my heart beating everywhere in my body, the shattered pieces flooding my veins. My hands tighten into fists, and as the blows begin again, I fail, and my eyes lift. The man’s fists slam into her fragile body where he’s crouched over her. There’s too much blood. She’s not moving. Hailey.
