Elena's POV

Weekend is over and a new week with new challenges are about to start. I couldn't forget what happened at the mall.

The mall. The men watching me like I was something they could take. The way my father moved without hesitation, stepping in front of me like his body was a wall and nothing was getting through it. The look on my mother’s face when security showed up, tight and pale, like things had slipped out of her control for just a second.

I kept replaying it all weekend.

Every ...