*****************Trigger Warning S*xual and Physcial Abuse*******************
Savvy POV
I lay my head against his chest, and he wraps his good around me. I breathe in his scent, hoping to get my racing heart under control. I've never told anyone what really happened to me. Even the police believe my sperm donor is the one that hurt me. Jeremiah and Stanley acted like they were responding to the 911 call. Like they weren't already in my house. Dennis's hand drawing figure eights on my shoulder brings me back to the here and now.
"Dennis, this is hard for me." "Savvy, you don't have to," he starts to say but I cut him off. "Yes, I do, but it doesn't make it any easier." I take a deep breath and focus on Dennis's hand. "I was sixteen when my mom died. Before that happened, my father was n
