Derek’s chest was rising and falling. I couldn’t really tell what had made him so angry that he smashed his phone against the wall. My hands were cold. I didn’t know what to do, but I guess he noticed how scared I was. He quickly tried to soften his face a little and force a smile walking over and sat next to me at the edge of the bed.

He put his hand on my shoulder and looked at me. “I’m sorry if I scared you, my love,” he said quietly then he continued. “But I need you to tell ...