Sawyer
I am still in the bathroom stall of the restaurant, sobbing uncontrollably, my hand over my mouth to stifle the sounds.
I do not know how long I have been here. Time seems to blur as I struggle to regain my composure. I cannot stop crying. I am in agony… I cannot find the strength to pull myself together and go out and face those monsters…
How could he do this to me? How could the Ethan who gave me the best birthday gift ever, turn into such a heartless monster? He never gave me a chance to explain… He choked me… He bruised my wrist… He humiliated me in front of his friends… He even said that he would lend me to his friend as if I were some object. When will this torture stop?
Oh my God! One of them even knows my name. If he talks, my reputation will be ruined.
He has made m
