That night was regret. Painful tearful regret, as he abused me and battered me in front of everyone one, Lorelle in Rennesmee's arms. I cried out in fear for life, I was sorry if... only... if only...
When I awoke to the sounds of heavy snoring I realized that after he had left, very happily might I add, everyone had piled against me and fallen asleep sobbing. My back was slick with sweat and I slowly got up, and picked up Lorelle, she was in a pulled out dresser drawer.
There was a bathroom, I thought. Maybe I can escape. I hurried in and defeat fell upon me, this was the only bathroom without windows, I had insisted upon it, and since I couldn't do any damage to the house...sighing I give Lorelle a bath and dress her in the only clothes she'd ever worn.
The shower water had been turned off though, so I dabbed water on myself and pulled my hair back. Maybe Emmett would come by soon, I had called yesterday to ask if he would.