ELLA POV

I had moved back into the apartment above the cafe and I was still working there without any trouble from Sara or Sierra. But my coworker Travis kept asking me a lot of questions about my situation. I could tell that he was worried, but there was nothing to be worried about.

I’d survived much worse. At least now I didn’t have anyone telling me what to do or beating me when I didn’t do what they wanted me to do.

I could tell that Travis was worried about me, but I also tried to keep as much distance between us as possible.

He was starting to get...