Starting from Scratch
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(SEQUEL TO EVERYTHING HURTS. MUST READ BOOK 1.)
Suddenly, Leo pressed his palm to the wall and leant over me before I could turn at the corner of the hall. I froze, having no other choice, but to turn to face him again as he blocked me. Granted, he didn't trap me, but a sudden race of anxiety filled me and I obediently turned. He raised an eyebrow as I did so.
I wanted to yell at him, I wanted to be the strong one here this time, but my voice came out small and shaky as I spoke, "J-Just stop, okay? I can't deal with you doing this to me again."
After escaping Alicia's abusive ex-lover's death trap, the trauma still sits in the band and her thoughts. And, though Leo had saved her life, the two have not spoken to one another after the heartbreaking secret he had kept from Alicia. Now, nearly a year after everything, they are forced to reunite due to the band's worry over Leo's severe PTSD. Old wounds are reopened when therapy demands they remember past events and new troubles arise when Leo's unusual symptoms are finally diagnosed.
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