Hear Him Out

As the morning sun rose, casting a warm glow into the room, I woke up to find Beverly standing at the doorway. She had a worried expression on her face, and as soon as our eyes met, she rushed to my side.

"Kate, are you okay? I heard what happened last night," Beverly said, her voice filled with concern.

I sat up, still feeling a bit overwhelmed by everything that had transpired. "It's been a tough night, Bev," I admitted, tears welling up in my eyes again. "But I'm trying to be strong."

Beverly hugged me tightly, offering the comfort I needed. "You don't have to be strong all the time, Kate," she said softly. "It's okay to feel hurt, angry, and confused. But remember that I'm here for you, no matter what."

I took a deep breath, finding comfort in Beverly's presence. "Thank you," I whispered. "I don't know what I would do without you."

As I recounted the events of the night to Beverly, she listened attentively, her anger growing with each detail. When I told her about Kelvin's admissi