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I woke from a nightmare sweating, my entire body slick and cold, wailing echoing faintly in my ears

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I woke from a nightmare sweating, my entire body slick and cold, wailing echoing faintly in my ears. I shook my head to dissipate the last of it. For a moment, I lay quietly, catching my breath and calming my racing heart. Behind me, the bed was empty. I rolled onto my back and sighed.

I could feel my already tenuous control of my situation slipping. For the first time since Benji left, I thought of the bank card he left me. I had an out, if I needed it. I didn't want to use it--the thought of leaving made me ill, but the idea of returning to that broken place, where I was stuck and beholden to Lex's every whim was almost as bad. I couldn't afford to be that girl again, so torn with grief I just accepted everything that happened around me.
I still often wondered if I'd paid a little more attention, if I hadn't been so lost in the feeling of being loved for the first time, if I could prevented all of this from happening. If we would be starting a new life in a new home, instead of on the run. If I would already be married, barefoot and—
I cut my line of thinking off before I got ahead of myself. That wasn't a rabbit hole I wanted to go down. The dreams were bad enough.

I slid out of bed, finding fresh clothes folded on the dresser. I pulled the pink linen dress over my head. It fell well above my knees, and I tugged on the hem before going in search of Lex.

It didn't take long to find him. Seconds after I closed the bedroom door behind me, a burst of sound came from the office, followed by a loud smashing sound.

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