Troy
Quickly, I released her. “I shouldn’t have been so rough. You should've told me to stop,” I said gruffly. She didn’t say anything or turn around, so I stepped away. “I’ll lay out our clothes to dry. You don’t need to be naked all night. I think I’m better. I just…I may need to hold you tonight while you sleep.”
“It’s not the same.”
“What’s not the same?”
She let out a breath as she crouched to collect Finn’s clothes from the ground. “What you did...and what they did. It’s not the same.”
Her voice was hollow, but steady. “They used me when boredom struck. Not often, but enough. My father wanted me untouched, so they never went all the way. I think he planned to auction me off like a prized item at a f*****g market.”
A low growl built in my chest, primal and sharp. She looked up,
