Macey
"Is it true you were held captive for over four years in Russia?"
"Do you know the whereabouts of the other girls that were held along with you?"
"Is it true you exchanged s*x as a form of survival?"
The questions continue to rain around me in waves of thick dark water, nearly cutting off my air supply. Dark visons of my tampered past come up, choking me with its mighty grasp. I don't see him, but I feel Michael stand, throwing his chair back with force.
"Hey, that's enough, get the hell away from her." I cringe at his shouts and cursing but am thankful that I am being protected behind them.
"Ma'am, were going to have to ask you to leave."
A few whispers and murmurs begin around me as my breathing becomes more and more erratic. A soft hand touches my back while I feel his bre
