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I say, picking at my fried rice. But it doesn't feel like home, nothing feels like home anymore. Julian is making his dinosaur fight with his trucks, completely absorbed. Marcus watches him for a moment then looks back at me. Home isn't always a place, sometimes it's just feeling safe with people who care about you. "I don't remember the last time I felt safe," the words slip out before I can stop them. Marcus's hand covers mine on the table, warm and steady. "You're safe now, I promise you that."

“Don’t be silly. I don’t feel at ease putting your safety in the hands of others.” XXX

I can’t even think straight I am confused It feels like I don’t know what is going on in my life anymore. Why am I feeling the aura of a bad Omen. I don’t even know what to think anymore. He is just leaving me tensed by giving me no answers My head is turning around with so many questions and thoughts I don’t feel safe I feel suspicious of everything now. I just need answers. Why does Shawn seem so tensed about my safety. The way he said he messed up But everything was fine this morning.. Right?

Grabbing my chin, he guides my head upwards to look at him, his eyes, unwavering from mine. "Have you felt unsafe since you've been with me." My eyes drift from his, until I'm looking past him. Knowing that my confession will only hurt him. "It's not that I don't feel safe with you. It's more that I've never felt safe. If my past has taught me anything, it's that if I think I'm safe, and let my guard down, I become an easy mark for them. Anytime I've ever felt I was finally free from them, they always found a way to get to me. So honestly, I don't think I could ever feel safe. The closest feeling I've had to that, is whenever I'm in your arms. You make me feel safe."

I still didn’t feel safe in our pack. I didn’t know if I ever would.

I felt at peace here, but more than that, i felt safe. The word startled me, and i stopped where i was, my forehead wrinkling in consternation. Why wouldn’t i feel safe? Damian had a veritable mountain of security that he insisted on taking everywhere with them. If anyone was safe, i was. And yet, until we had landed on the island, i had felt uneasy, panic just a heartbeat away. “You are losing your mind,” i muttered. “Well, you have already lost that.Maybe the sanity isn’t far behind.”

Everything feels like it’s spiralling out of control, and I don’t know how to stop it. As I step out of the car, I look around, the dark night closing in on me. Everything is quiet, but it doesn’t feel safe. Nothing feels safe anymore. I’m not just fighting for my own life—I’m fighting for Nathaniel’s, for our future. But with every step I take, it feels like the ground is crumbling beneath me.

My family sleeps downstairs thinking I am safe. I am actually not safe. And tomorrow everything might break into a thousand sharp pieces.

"It's not stalking. It's... I don't know what it is." "It's not normal, whatever it is." "Nothing about my life is normal." Victoria sat down next to me and took my hands. "Jane, what do you want to do?" "I want to feel safe." "Do you feel safe here?" "Not anymore." "Do you want to move somewhere else?" "I don't know. Maybe." "Or do you want to face whoever is watching you?" "I don't know that either." "Jane, what does your heart tell you?" "My heart is confused."

I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly tight. “And now I’m here, and I know it’s different. I know it is. I know people are trying to protect me. But sometimes it still feels like I’m not allowed to go anywhere by myself or do anything by myself because somebody somewhere has decided it isn’t safe, and I swear to God, Hannah, sometimes it feels like I’m a fucking prisoner all over again.” For once, she didn’t rush to reassure me. She didn’t tell me I was overreacting. She didn’t try to wrap the whole thing up in something neat and comforting.