Reliving the Nightmare

Stella

The next day dawns with a mix of relief and trepidation. Vance and I are sitting in the living room, waiting for the police to arrive. I can’t help but feel a knot of anxiety in the pit of my stomach. Reliving the events of yesterday, recounting the trauma…

It’s not exactly something that I’m looking forward to.

Vance, noticing my worry, reaches out and takes my hand. His touch is warm and