Brian never stopped loving her. He longed for her every day since she left. When he heard Kristina was coming back, he was anxious to see her, but wanted to wait until she got settled after the trauma of being abused so terribly by her husband, now her ex-husband. He knew about the damage Jason did to her face and didn't want to embarrass her by calling or going to see her to soon. When Kristina needed help to fix her clankedy old car, she had no choice, but to call on Brian who had a car repair garage. She knew he'd help her, but what she didn't know was how much more he'd do for her.
"Kris. . . I know about your face, its okay. Don't worry about it."
Hearing his kind words only made things harder for her, but she managed to keep her voice strong without choking on her words. "All right, I'll see you tomorrow morning." Sympathy was the last thing she wanted. It was the very thing she avoided. She'd put herself in a bad situation and didn't need someone feeling sorry for her.
"Yes, I'll see you then." He paused. "Kris, I'm glad you're back."
Her hand held the receiver for several moments before she set it down. The thought of seeing Brian again terrified her. In fact, the thought of being close to anyone didn't appeal to her. The beautiful homecoming queen returned home as a disfigured freak.
How it all happened still remained vague in her mind. She remembered going to the kitchen. Her ex-husband Jason stood there, drunk as usual, but that was all she could recall. Next thing she knew, she woke up in the hospital. Pieces of the night of the final attack slowly crept back into her memory