Ellie was moving.
I didn't know where, I didn't know why. I just knew that she was leaving me, so soon after I had found her.
I went looking for her the day that she told me. She'd be in the forest, I knew. It was a safe haven, a refuge. And that was where I found her--but not alone.
Jerry was there. I stayed back, not wanting to intervene, but at the same time wanting him to leave; to get away from her. She was mine.
I saw the crazed look in his eyes, heard their raised voices, felt my heart clench in anger and pain as his hand connected with her cheek. I nearly shouted, but still I stayed back, containing my anger. I knew what could happen if I didn't.
I knew what was happening to Jerry. The same thing that had happened to me. The anger, the pain. It got to you. It changed you. And if you weren't careful, people could get hurt. People like Ally.