Charli
I couldn't process the downward spiral of the last few days. With my panties secured in their rightful place, I eased my sore body against the wall in the dark suite and hugged my knees to my chest. Tears coated my cheeks as I worked to fit the pieces of the puzzle together.
Memories, like slivers of my broken heart, scattered through my thoughts. Time lost meaning as my recent and long-ago past intertwined until I wasn't sure what was real and what were memories. I remembered the card Karen gave me this afternoon.
Could I call the number? Could I be the first to ever claim abuse? Or was this an injustice like others I'd suffered, ones where resolution never came?
The room blurred as more unshed tears raced for release. The entire scenario—Infidelity, Nox, and what he'd done—w
