"Adina dear, go to your room okay? Just take a nap, I will come to check on you soon." I was far too exhausted to argue with her. Why wouldn't she just hold me? I just nodded and made my way to my room, ignoring the fact I was still in these awful clothes, and got into bed. I could hear my parents whispering outside of the door, too quiet to make sense of any of it but loud enough to know it was about me. I hoped they would do something to Father John. Forgive me God but I hope he never breathes again.