My family.
My own family.
Not only had they all known about this, not only had they let it happen, not only had they encouraged it, but they had also recorded a f*****g video of a helpless child and sent it out on the dark web for all the creeps and pedophiles to see.
I balled my hand into a fist under the table, my nails slicing into my palm, and held back a piercing scream.
Why the f**k would they have done that to me, their only daughter? How could my parents, my family, the only people who were supposed to love me, have done that to me? That was beyond f****d up.
Cristian went to pull the phone away, but I needed to see it all. So, I grabbed his wrist, pulled the phone out of his hand, and stared at it through tear-filled eyes. My lips trembled, blood seeped from my palm and onto
