Caelyn burst into tears the second our eyes met. “Oh God, Kenna. I was so worried. Are you okay? Are you in pain? Can we get you anything? Should I call a nurse?”

“Slow down, speed racer.” Bell threw an arm over Caelyn’s shoulders. “If she’s kissing her surfer boy, I think she’s going to be just fine.”

I grinned at my friends. “Love you guys.”

Bell reached out and squeezed my foot that lay under the pile of blankets. “Always, sister. You gave us a scare there.”

“I gave myself one, too.” I couldn’t fight the shiver as an image of Grant’s face, so full of hate, filled my mind.

Crosby’s phone buzzed, and he swiped it up from the bed. “Parker already arrested Grant. He and his family are raising holy hell, but they got him.”

A bit of tension in my muscles eased. I was safe.

Bell gripped Ford’s hand tightly. “I can’t believe he did this.” As much as we all knew that Grant was an asshole, none of us had thought he’d go this far.

Caelyn nibbled on her bottom lip. “He’s not gonna get away with this, right?”

Crosby scanned his message from Parker. “Grant has split and swollen knuckles. And we’ll have Kenna’s testimony. That’s a strong case.”

“We don’t even need any of that.”

Crosby looked up at my statement. “We don’t?”

“No. Harriet had a bunch of those cameras that record everything installed outside all the entry points to our houses last year. He should be on the recordings. Probably even the first time he hit me because we were on my front porch.”

Crosby looked away for a brief moment, his jaw working. I squeezed his hand with as much strength as I had. “I’m okay. And he’s not going to hurt me ever again.”

Crosby turned back towards me. “No, he’s not.” He leaned forward and pressed his lips to my forehead. “You’re so fucking strong. For yourself, for our baby. I love you.”

I’d never tire of hearing those words. “With everything I am.”

Epilogue

Kenna

TWO WEEKS LATER

“Zoe, this is beautiful! Thank you so much for making it for me.” I eased back against the couch as I took in the get-well card creation full of glitter and stickers and everything girly.

Zoe nibbled on her bottom lip. “You’re welcome. You’re feeling better, right? You’ll be okay?”