It was Saturday and Chloe woke up a little late from too much exhaustion. A ray of sunlight that passed through the small gap in between her curtain rings flashed before her eyes, waking her up.
She groaned and could feel the pain in between her legs. It was as if some muscles were torn in her inner thighs, and definitely, her hymen was drastically torn due to yesterday night’s rough hard s*x.
As her palm traveled through her bed sheet, she touched something odd, and when she looked at it, she saw some bloodstain on her white duvet.
She covered her mouth and buried her face in the pillow beside her, “Oh my goodness! It wasn’t a dream. It was all true. Tyler and I had s*x yesterday.”
She felt embarrassed and wanted to disappear this instant. She didn’t know how to face Tyler.
