I used to tell myself that one day, when I was old enough to be legally on my own, that I would met someone. I would met someone nice, and sweet; someone that wouldn't lay a finger on me if I didn't want him to. But now...now I'm tainted. He wouldn't want me if he knew. He might think he might, but if he finds out... he'd leave me in a heartbeat.
But he wanted Destiny. If not for a minute. And she's not a virgin, either, so he might not care about that. But I cared. I cared that I wasn't me anymore. I was someone my father wanted me to be, someone my sister told everyone I was. So maybe, just maybe, he would still want me when he found out that I was ruined.
No-if! If he found out. IF. I definitely wasn't going to tell him, even if I could. I wasn't going to tell anyone. No one would eve
