Chapter 217 : The Aftermath

Becca.

Everything was a blur, and I really couldn't focus well at all. The sirens blared in my ears, but everything was just not clicking for me. I let out a soft groan, trying to focus, only to draw a complete blank.

After a while, I reached up to rub my temples, only to find my arms were tied down. I couldn't move. I groaned and thrashed in my bed, snarling, "No, Allison, leave my daughter the f*ck alone." That's when the memory came rushing back, and my eyes flew open.

Everything came into focus. White everywhere. White tile. I was a zombie for a while, I didn't know how. I just kept saying, "I want to go home." Repeating it over and over. I think I was there for three days. James kept trying to assure me that I needed to rest. It was hard to get through it, being away from the family and our home, but eventually, I was home and able to see my children.

At the moment, I was in the living room, staring at my hands and trying to grasp the situation. An officer sto