Faith's eyes darkened.
She knew this day would come eventually, but she didn't think it would come so soon. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I didn't want you to think..." she stopped talking as the tears streamed down her cheeks.
"What, Faith? What didn't you want me to think?" Anthony demanded.
"I didn't want you to think I'm a slut like my dad."
Anthony stared at her dumbfounded. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. How could anyone think that about Faith? "SLUT?" he roared. "Are you kidding me? How can you think I'd call you that for one second? What he did to you was not your fault. That bastard molested you!"
Faith flinched at hearing the word. She spent years of her life trying to forget it had happened to her. She pretended not to acknowledge it so it would eventually disappe
