Chapter 4

Maria and Griffin huddled together on the couch, continued to talk through the night.

"I really don't get what Naomi sees in that jerk, Elias. At least Hannah's finally rid of him. I'll find someone way better for Hannah in the future," Maria said.

"Joseph, he never cared about his own sister. If he ever dares lay a hand on Hannah again, I'll call the police on him," Griffin chimed in.

"Oh, Hannah, baby... It's all my fault. I'm so sorry," Maria whispered, her voice trembling.

I hovered there, floating above them, looking at their older, worn-out faces—and all I…