Krystal’s POV
I did not sleep last night. I clung to a blanket I was lying in as if it could shield me from the thoughts gnawing at the edges of my mind. I stared at the ceiling trying to get some comforting words to myself. I was heavy to move but I knew I needed to stand up. I would begin using Colt as my personal assistant and begin to scheme up my revenge against Hans
But even as I sat up, even as I peeled myself away from the sweat-soaked sheets, I couldn’t switch my mind off. Hans voice haunted me over and over, on a loop
"Will you do it again?"
The nerve of it all and the guts. Like he hadn't had me the way he did already. Like I used to be the same girl who wanted to get picked. I ceased being her.
I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, fingers digging into the mattress, n
