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    She just smiled at me, wanting also to give me a hug, but I could see she felt it might be awkward, or maybe painful for me, so she just sat back on the couch. "Would you like Aspirin? Or maybe Tylenol?"

    I nodded slowly, trusting the woman completely. I really did. Even with the panic of my situation and fear, I trusted her. And I also felt I needed to tell her something as she got up to get the pain killers. "Bette?"

    She turned to me, a bit fearful that I would admit something equally as awful as everything else I had confessed. I licked my lips nervously and looked up at her. "… I don’t want to put you in any danger … I’m serious. He’s really dangerous, and I know he won’t just let me leave. He’ll come looking for me. Is there any other place we could maybe go?" I would have just died if anything happened to this angel who took me and my daughter in, and treated me as a close friend.

    "I’d like you to stay here," she said, and I could tell she spoke honestly, and also carefully. She could see how badly shaken up I was. "If you’d like."

    I nodded, finally taking the Aspirin and water before readying myself for bed and slipping into the shirt and shorts I had brought to sleep in. As I walked down the hall, I heard her behind me.

    "Please. Let me take the guest room. I’d really rather you two take my bed."

    I was really so touched, I felt that the grateful energy was glowing from my skin. "Bette … I’d rather sleep in the other room. If we’re gonna stay here, I don’t want to feel like we’re putting you out."

    Then she smiled in a sort of magical way that made me forget for just one moment how awfully devastating my past had been. It was nice.

    "Goodnight, Bette."

    "Goodnight," she said quietly, making her way back to the kitchen. She struck me as something of an insomniac, and her attempt to keep utterly silent made me smile. I was awake all through the night anyway, but her efforts warmed and comforted me. I had never met a woman – or any person – so selflessly kind. I knew that everyone had flaws, and that she did too, but her helpfulness and her tenderness meant the world to me. I was smiling gently even as I tried to force sleep, but it wouldn’t come. All night, I held Angelica in my arms, at times half asleep, but otherwise awake. I didn’t care that I couldn’t sleep – we were safe, and that was all I had wanted.

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    1. I can’t even…sigh. I love this, I really do – and the fact that I feel this tightness in my chest, an incredible sadness for Tina, yet hopefuless when I think of what she and Bette can and will share….it’s a credit to your amazing writing. This comment doesn’t make sense. I know that…but it’s beacause I am overwhelmed by your words. Looking forward to the next post!

    2. I’ve just read both chapters and love this story. I read each page with bated breath. Your versatility to write about taboo topics whether it’s physical abuse to bondage and domination is just amazing. You develop each story with such attention to character detail that it always leaves me wanting more.

    3. So beautifully written, it really feels like we’re taking this journey with them. I’m not usually a fan of POVs but you write so perfectly that I can’t help but love your story

    4. I love this story. Even though you’re writing it from Tina’s POV you let us know what Bette is thinking and feeling too. It’s amazing how you do that.Tina couldn’t have found a better place to hide and yet I find myself worrying that he’s going to find her somehow. I think at some point when she’s strong enough she needs to confront him and put an end to her fear. I’m sure Bette would support her through that.

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