After the nurse left the room at 9:17 PM, Simon stood up and checked the hallway for any witnesses. He pulled the privacy curtains around my bed and moved a heavy chair to block the view from the door.
The camera could not see behind the fabric, but the medical monitors recorded a spike in my heart rate. The alarms had been silenced for forty minutes while a nurse later noted that my gown was improperly adjusted.
I felt like the air had been sucked out of the room as the reality of the assault began to sink in. Trevor took my hand for the first time since I woke up and squeezed it with profound regret.
Next »“Please forgive me for doubting your loyalty,” he whispered while tears finally fell from his eyes. Before we could even process the grief together, Patricia burst into the room with her rosary held tight.
