HAZEL POV
“Mila, I can explain.”
"What were you doing with him, Hazel?" After everything he did to you... after the way he treats you... you're still sneaking into his car at night?"
My stomach twisted into a knot of panic and guilt. I took a step toward her, my hands shaking against my skirt.
"Mila, it’s not what you think," I choked out, my voice a desperate plea. "He... he came to the dorm through the window and forced me into the car. I didn't have a choice."
"You always have a choice, Hazel. You're just saying he came up to our dorm and dragged you to the car, and no one saw you guys."
"It’s... I..." I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out.
"Yeah, go ahead. Give me the victim speech."
Victim speech? What’s she talking about? I ran a hand through my hair, thinking of a
