Jesse was charged with assault with intent to commit s****l assault.
His lawyer tried to settle out of court, offering hush money and threats.
I did not settle.
I stood in that courtroom, looked the judge in the eye, and told the truth about everything—about my condition, about that night, about the terror Jesse had inflicted.
He got three years in state prison and would have to register as a s*x offender for life.
When the news broke among the group, Daisy was horrified.
She cried in my arms, her voice breaking.
"God, Wren. How did I not see it?"
"He was good at hiding it, Daisy. It's not your fault."
"Did he hurt you?"
"I got out fast. Colt got there in time."
Colt stood behind me, a silent guardian, his hand resting on my shoulder.
And in his grip, I could feel something I h
