***Ava***

Ray was putting the last box containing my sneakers in the trunk of his car when I let the first tear fall.

I had tried to keep a happy face but I finally couldn't do it. The pain in my chest was becoming too much. The smile I tried putting on my face finally faltered.

I had no doubt in my mind that Bryson was indeed the devil incarnate. This man was pure evil, every word he spoke sent chills down my spine. There's this feeling his presence brought. I couldn't quite explain it, but it was there and I wanted it gone.

So much for trying to be...