“She started to cry, holding the washcloth tightly over her face to muffle the sound. Then her sobs grew and grew, until they wracked her body. She could feel the wounds deep inside that hadn’t healed yet, aching with each breath.
“Would she ever truly heal, or would she be in pain for the rest of her life because of what he had done to her?”
~from “Buried in Buttercream” by G.A. McKevett