I reached out to Leo, my hand gentle on his shoulder, feeling the small tremors course through his body. “You’re safe now,” I assured him, trying to infuse my voice with a calm I didn’t feel. Inside, a storm was brewing, a maelstrom of emotions threatening to consume me. Anger, betrayal, but most of all, a fierce, protective instinct that demanded action.
“Mr. Jensen,” the nurse said, her eyes conveying understanding and a shared concern. “We’ve called the authorities. They’ll be here soon to take your statement.”
“Thank you,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper, but firm. I knew I had to tread carefully. This wasn’t just about immediate revenge; it was about ensuring Leo was safe and that justice was served.
