Anger issues

Zoe's Pov... 

My dreams revolve around the confession of that girl. Playing her confession again and again, even in dreams. 

Yeah dreams, I constantly was woken up due to dreams of her. 

At last I decided to get up, it was still dark outside, I looked for clock on nightstand but it was not there, so I got up from the bed. Jack was facing the other side, sleeping soundly. 

The clock hanging above the couches reads, 03:21 am. I sigh and sat on the couch. My mind again wander to the girl, the cell, the rape, the fear, the pain, loneliness, starvation, dirt and what not. 

I am lucky. I have got so many protective males. Papa, he would do anything to protect me, I remember him beating the shit out of my bully when I was in primary school. 

Aarav, he has always protect me. From my smallest insecurities to my phobia, he was always there