I stood frozen in front of Sarah, my black dress still clinging to my skin with the masked stranger’s dried c*m on my chest. My best friend stared at me like she didn’t even recognize me anymore.
“Lila, I’m serious,” Sarah said, voice shaking with worry. “You look like you’ve been f****d and thrown away. Tell me what’s going on right now or I’m calling campus security.”
I swallowed hard. My throat still felt raw from the stranger using my mouth earlier.
“It’s complicated,” I whispered. “I can’t explain everything.”
“Try,” she snapped. “Because you’re scaring the s**t out of me. You disappear at night, come back smelling like s*x, and you look like you’re about to cry every time I see you. Is Voss hurting you?”
“No,” I said quickly. “Elias isn’t hurting me. It’s… someone else.”
Sarah’
