Milla Will POV
A wave of numbness washed over my entire body, causing everything in my surroundings to blur after that forceful slap landed on my face, leaving me disoriented.
My eyes widened in shock as a liquid substance trickled from the corner of my cracked lip, making it difficult for me to process what had just happened.
Did Austin really slap me?
I questioned myself, receiving the same answer as my mind struggled to comprehend anything at that moment.
Although he had inflicted pain and shame upon me before, slapping was never on the list of things he had done. In fact, no one, other than my mother, had ever laid a hand on me.
Even during those two years with Austin, he had never resorted to such actions.
My mother slapped me only once. Her reasons were somewhat justified, giv
