Anna POV
His kiss made me dizzy and my legs almost gave out after his words. I stared up at his eyes, one lone tear sliding on my cheek until his thumb scooped it up. His words hit me hard,my resolve crumbled and I let him do what he wanted. With careful movements he removed my pants along with my bra and panties. I stood bare before him, my eyes closed. I know he was staring at the bruises all over my body. He knew that with every shallow breath I took, my ribs screamed in pain. I felt his fingers on my skin, tracing the places that were blue and purple, the cuts and the wounds, the dried blood.
It was painful.
I didn't want him to touch me like this, to see this side of me. Dirtied, bloodied and tortured. I was lucky they didn't use me, that they didn't rip me of my dignity further.
