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Sienna
I'd been eighteen and about to leave for university. Tom and I had been on a few dates together, but it had never developed further. Not for my lack of trying either. I couldn't get past the 'friend' stage with Tom.
We never had that kind of chemistry.
The last time Tom and I met, I'd been going to tell him so. Break off any hopes he'd been holding out for me. That's when he'd claimed he loved me and would miss me. Begged to kiss me.
And I had let him―but things got out of hand. Tom had pleaded with me to sleep with him, but I'd turned him down.
What I didn't know is that he'd filmed that entire encounter.
"Why?" I grip the phone, the skin stretched white over my knuckles, unable to tear my eyes from the screen. A morbid fascination has me watching the video.
Reliving th
