“If we get back.” Hannah worries her lip with her teeth. “I just hope he believes me about what happened. I hardly even believe it myself, and it happened to me. He’ll probably just think I relapsed and abandoned them. Even I thought I was on drugs for the first few weeks we were on the ship,” she muses, pain creasing her face.
Aw, now I really want her story. I just know its probably going to make me cry
