The moment I stepped back into the police station, I felt dizzy.
Only a short while ago, I'd believed I would be walking from that building straight into a prison cell.
Now I was free.
I was supposed to be comforted by that fact but instead, I felt hollow.
My feet carried me forward one slow step at a time.
My body ached.
Every movement reminded me of what had happened.
The dull ache in my lower abdomen refused to fade.
The soreness between my thighs was even worse.
Each step sent another uncomfortable pulse through me, forcing me to slow down even further but I kept my face blank.
I refused to let anyone see how badly I was falling apart.
The officer walking beside me glanced over.
"Take your time."
I nodded faintly. "I'm alright." The lie rolled off my tongue so naturally
