Chapter 0045

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I think she messed things up because she heard the name frequently, and it must’ve been similar in pronunciation to that name. I pushed the thought away and kept listening to her, a pain in my heart for letting her suffer alone all this time. “Every touch was a torture. I was so innocent—I used to change the channel if a kiss scene played on screen while anyone was around. That broke me deeply, Luca. Broke me, and I couldn’t be the same anymore.” She looked up at the ceiling, preventing another wave of tears from falling. “What makes me hate myself—and the worst part of all of this…” she paused, then added with a sniff, “or maybe the best part… is that the drug took control of me, so I didn’t resist my rapist.” Why did every word she say feel like I had lived it? The scene of the beg

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