The next few weeks were torturous, gaining Ava's trust was something I knew would be hard. She was slowly but surely beginning to trust me... at least I thought she was.

We had got to the point where she wasn't completely terrified and could be in the same room alone with me. Although to say we talk would be a complete lie. Getting any form of conversation out of her was extremely difficult. I wanted to get to know her better, understand her life and what she had been through but her guard was up.

This was going to be the first time I had left her at the house...