Page 22 of Daddy's Damaged Little Girl

“I’ll go up and get some clothes from Lacey’s closet for her to use.”

“That would be great,” Sebastian said.

He heard the front door close and turned to Alex.

“What do we do?”

Alex crossed his arms over his chest. “If it were someone else, I’d have you put her in the hospital.”

Sebastian shook his head. “No. I don’t want to traumatize her any more than she already is.”

“I understand. Is there a counselor she’s been seeing?”

“Yes. Carol Beals. She works with a lot of the survivors. It happened to her, so she understands what they’re feeling.”

“Good. Get her up here in three hours. The sedative will be wearing off, but Sage will still be calm.”

Sebastian nodded and exhaled. Any game plan that helped with his anxiety was good.

Chapter Eleven

The other men left, giving Sebastian the privacy to take her clothes off and bathe her the best he could with a cloth. He was able to get the blood and sweat off her. He brushed her hair and dressed her in the sweatpants and t-shirt Cason brought to him.

When he straightened, over an hour had passed. He bandaged the cuts on her that continued to seep blood. He put away everything, took the towels from under her, laid her on the mattress, and covered her with a clean blanket.

He washed his hands and pulled a chair up close to the bed so he could see her. He was unaware he was crying until he felt the tears run down his face. He leaned forward, pressed his face into his hands, and cried until nothing was left. After wiping off his face, he leaned back, closed his eyes, and slept.

A hand on his shoulder awoke him. He looked up to see Cason and Carol, the counselor.

“Hey, I’m glad you could make it,” he said and straightened in the chair.

Carol walked to the side of the bed and stared down at Sage. “Of course. Cason told me what happened. You have no idea what set her off?”

Sebastian shook his head. “Not a clue.”

“She was fine this morning,” Cason said.

Carol smoothed the hair from her forehead. “Something had to have happened for that degree of extreme rage.”

Sebastian nodded.

“I’ll head back down,” Cason said. “Call if you need anything.”

“Thank you.”

Cason squeezed his shoulder. “This will get resolved. She’s a strong woman.”

Sebastian heard the front door close before he asked, “What do we do now?”

“We wait until she wakes up. I think it’s best not to have you in the room. If you’re part of what upset her, you’ll do it again before we can find out what happened. I’ll let her know you’re here and worried.”

He nodded. “I’d like to stay here until she starts to wake up.”

“Absolutely. I’ll just sit over here and read.”

“Okay. Thank you.”

His mind went over everything several times, hoping to remember anything that might have happened. He straightened when she started moving.

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