Roger's POV
I half stumble half walk back inside to the spot where Dominique is still sitting, feeling sick and disgusted. She's looking quite distressed.
'Roger!' She exclaims when she spots me. 'What took you so long? You don't look very well, are you alright?' I sit down next to her again.
'I..uhh...yeah. I'm fine.' I take a shaky breath.
'Are you sure?' She puts a hand on my knee. I immediately push her away. No physical touch. Ever again. She frowns at me.
'Sorry. Just tired.'
I'm too in shock to cry. I can't believe that just happened. I can't believe he did that to me. But he did. Oh my god. He did. I can almost feel his cold hand in my neck again. And nobody f*****g noticed. The world just continued. Nobody saved me. No Freddie this time.
How could he? He was a completely di
