Chapter 47

Brad pov

Sheila is sleeping again but she is in pain since she is healing slowly. Another surgery was done and she can walk now but the healing is at a turtle pace. In the shower I hear her sobbing and it sucks.

"hey Sheila you okay in there?",she sniffles.

"I'm good",she is lying.

"I'm coming in",I open the door and find her on the shower floor knees drawn up crying in them.

"I'm fine",she whimpers sadly. I know she thinks she doesn't deserve anything. Even love seems unreachable to her. She sniffles and shivers as I strip to help her. I lift her up and sit on the bench holding her on my lap.

"you need help Sheila ",I wash her gently.

"I don't need help",her voice is soft. I treated her so harsh even my helping scares her. She always looks like she is waiting for me to flip and hit her. I choked her out something that still makes my chest ache. She doesn't look at her body at all and if she feels my hard cock under her she doesn't say anything or react.

"are you hungry yet?",she si