ADRIAN

Rage tore through my entire being with every word she spoke. Every tremble that wracked her body ripped my own heart to shreds. I sat there, blind fury clouding my mind as she recounted her trauma.

Such a horrific thing had happened to her, and her so-called family hadn't cared.

They didn't fight for her.

They didn't protect her.

They even had the audacity to blame her—to make her feel like her trauma was inconvenient, like her pain was nothing.

My hands clenched into tight fists until my knuckles turned white. I stared down at the fragile figure fast asleep in my arms.

Her broken words echoed in my...