Alita.
I saw darkness. My body felt numb, and my eyes were groggy. I didn't know where I was, but it felt like I was in a vehicle. I figured that due to the rocky and bumpy movements.
Sadness washed over me as the events that followed after my rejection came flooding my mind. I hadn't even recovered from the unbearable pain of rejection before that excuse of a brother kidnapped me.
A self-mocking smile settled on my lips as I thought about it all. It was Reagan; he hit the back of my neck, cutting the link between me and my consciousness.
I trusted him. I relaxed around him. I let my guard down, only to give him the chance to strike. He took advantage of my feelings for him. That moron! He knew it. He knew how helpless I was around him. He knew how weak his touch rendered me, and h
