She couldn’t stop shaking. Her head was spinning. Her stomach twisted. Her body burned. But her thoughts? Her thoughts were a storm she couldn’t outrun. Why me?
Her throat throbbed. The bruises on her neck pulsed like they were alive. She didn’t dare look up. She couldn’t.
Because every time she did, she saw another cold stare. Another half-snarl. Another flicker of lust curling behind someone’s eyes like they wanted to f**k her right there in the hallway.
“Moon Goddess, she whispered inside herself, eyes slipping closed for half a second. Can you hear me?
Her body ached. Her cunt throbbed. Her lips were raw.
Are you watching me bleed? Are you proud? Do you see your daughter like this..dragged through the filth by wolves who want nothing but to break me open and see what kind of scre
