The lack of an answer only confirmed her fear that things were worse than she thought, and she hated the feeling of helplessness that only seemed to increase with time. Hannah watched Boyd with a tinge of sadness, moving to sit at the edge of the bed once the redhead held out her arms. She was glad that there weren't any fresh marks, but how long would that last?
She bit her lip, trying to think of a way to make it easier. "You said that you agreed to something that you couldn't go back on. Maybe you could... start with that."