Uncovering the Abuse

Ryker's POV

The harsh, buzzing fluorescent lights of the convenience store hummed endlessly above my head, casting a stark, sterile glare over the narrow, crowded aisles. It had been four days of our delicate, unspoken routine. Four days of her quietly trailing after me to the garage, sitting in the sunlit sanctuary of the office I had built specifically for her, surrounded by muted green walls a