Meeting of the Minds

Sophia's POV

I love the way it feels waking up in a bed. I see my man next to me, snoring away as I just lay out flat. I have no where to be. The last week was hell, getting through the trauma of being kidnapped and getting back into a real routine. We now have guards outside our door, and anywhere I am. Until I get better at fighting my way out of situations, that is.

I just lay here and stare up, smiling. I don't see anything in particular that makes me want to smile, I am just happy. Val has been here for a couple days now. She was really worried that the sentences for those men wouldn't be carried out. I hate how they just made her do things for them. Sure they never used her sexually, but they raped her mind.

I actually think that's worse than what I went through. They used her mind against her and made her into a mental abuse victim. I can't even fathom how much help she is going to need over all that. I feel a kiss on my shoulder as I let out a deep sigh.

"She's gonna be fine,