Sabrina’s pov
I could not understand why the moments when you wanted to be strong, are the moments when you became weak, feeble, and pathetic. Just like right now. I wanted to stand up for myself against that man but what did I do, I just looked at him with tears rolling down my cheeks as he insulted and degraded my being. I wanted to get up, punch him but my heart, emotions, strength, and mind weren’t coordinating today. This wasn’t the first time someone had insulted me in the streets because of their distorted view of what had happened to me. I have suffered in these streets. I was glad and grateful that Marcus and Jake were there to defend my honor.
On our way to my apartment, I could not stop crying, Marcus cursing under his breath as he always did when he was angry. Jake on the oth
