“Don’t touch me!” Leigh-Anne yelped and pulled away from Ally as the other girl brushed her fingers over Leigh-Anne’s bare hip, skimming scarred skin. Ally immediately backed away, going so far as to get off the bed, awkwardly standing naked beside it. It took Leigh-Anne a moment to focus back on what was going on. In the months following her attack, Leigh-Anne had had flashbacks to it nearly every day. She hadn’t been able to sleep, the r**e tormenting her dreams. But she’d gotten better. Or rather, had avoided situations that would cause flashbacks. It had taken months before she’d allowed Zayn to touch her again, and since him, Ally had been the first person she’d allowed herself to sleep with. But she’d been fine the first few times they’d been together. Leigh-Anne knew though why th

