Chapter 59
Every step she took away from that place felt like dragging herself through glass, because the faces wouldn’t leave her head, the sounds wouldn’t stop, and her voice kept repeating the same ugly thing in her mind, you wanted it... you asked for it... you begged for it.
She tripped over a root and hit the ground face down hard, then lay there in the dirt, breathing fast like she was having a panic attack.
She rolled over staring up at the sky through the trees, and slowly she started to laugh. Not the joyful cheerful one but the rough and loud one that broke halfway and turned into a sob that shook her whole body.
She rolled onto her side, crying harder now, not caring about the cold or the dirt or the blood between her legs, because all she could feel was the shame stuck de
