Book 4 - Chapter Thirty Six

Seona’s POV

We both remained sitting beside each other in silence, I don’t know where my courage came from, but hearing this man talk about himself like he’s some sort of beast tore at me. So I moved next to him, got him to remove his hoodie, his scars on display, stark in the light coming from the television and I wasn’t scared.

For the first time in a long time, I wasn’t afraid, not of the man beside me. I could see how vulnerable he was, how taking off that hoodie, was like baring his soul to me and in that moment I realised that Mark Hallick isn’t going to hurt me.

We watched the rest of the movie, eating the popcorn out of the shared bowl, our fingers sometimes touching which caused the soldier to stiffen before he’d mutter apologies.

Once it was finished, I reluctantly pulled the ……