Peter had had a very good few days. He had been lucid and feeling a little better, and then his family had come and spent the day with him. And then Aly had spent the night with him. Or at least, that had been the plan. She had certainly spent a great deal of time with him in bed, though not a lot of sleeping had happened. A lot of other things had, though all in a manner that would keep Aly safe. And when Aly had finally turned the lights back on, that was when Peter had noticed the fading bruises on her arms. They were almost gone, but he noticed anyway. And when he had asked her about it, she had simply drawn her shirt back over her head and refused to tell him. Having been asked too many times, she had retreated to Caleb's room and Peter had rushed to ask his best friend Thomas. If they were keeping the truth from him...that someone had harmed Aly...he was not going to be happy.
( The Truth )
( The Truth )