16: in which Michelle meets a killing machine

It was late Sunday night when the train pulled into the city station.  Michelle sagged in her seat, feeling tired.
It was still winter, and the cold air bit her lips as she walked back to her apartment, her mind racing.  All my dreams over I should have died when I was 18 it’s been all [...]

15: in which Michelle hides her bruises

 
Michelle tried to read on the train ride, but she kept staring out the window.  Her eyes watched the landscape as it flew past, but her mind wandered to images of her father, and how she would react when she saw him again, how she would smile knowing how nearly every night she danced for [...]