Chapter Ninety Three

It took him grabbing her shoulders and shaking her awake before she finally recognised him,

‘Baby girl, it’s me, you are safe.’

He whispered as she collapsed into his arms trembling and crying, it happened again the next night, and the next and the next, Trina was exhausted, he was exhausted and he decided she needed help. Nothing he had done had helped her, every single time he had to shake her until she woke up and then hold her while she cried. Trina did not want to see the Psychiatrist Caleb found for her, she was suffering from PTSD [Post Traumatic Stress Disorder] is a mental health condition caused by an extremely stressful or terrifying event so that every time she closed her eyes to try to sleep she was back in the clutches of the monster and his men.

‘I don’t need this, I’ll be fine, I just need a little more time.’

She said glaring at Caleb, who in turn shook his head,

‘No Trina, you are seeing him if I have to carry you to his fucking offices, I’m tired and I need my sleep