Raelyn’s pov
After scrubbing my skin clean until it was red and painful, I still felt dirty.
Was Dylan still watching? Had he watched me take a shower?
Hopefully he didn’t care enough to keep watching throughout the night, but I couldn’t be certain. The only solution I could think of was to shut the Wi-Fi down again.
Maybe it would give me a few days' head start.
I’d pack, leave, and keep responding as if things were normal until Dylan noticed something was off.
Then I’d block his number.
All I wanted to do was call Torin and tell him everything; I didn’t. He’d protect me, he’d help me; I was sure of it. But I didn’t want to start whatever we would become this way.
I didn’t want to look helpless. I didn’t want to be a victim.
Torin deserved a woman who had her life together. Not s
