When he asked us to clear the room, I was ready to body-slam him. Over my dead body will I leave her. I never thought it would be to talk about the possibility of Nate raping her.
I knew he did. The way her clothes were on the floor was all I needed to see. I tried to convince myself that it didn’t happen, but deep down, I knew. He wanted revenge on my friends and me, and she was the easiest target. Or so he thought.
But the way she admitted it? In a room full of men with some she doesn’t even know. It broke my heart while making me also see red that he did that to her. That he thought he could break her. But I
know my girl. And she’s a fighter.
She stares up at me, head held high, but there are tears in her pretty eyes. She’s refusing to let them fall. Trying to be strong.
Stepping i
