The room spun as I stared at the big screen, unable to believe what I was seeing. My mouth went dry, and I felt like I couldn’t breathe. The explicit images—my images—flashed one after the other, naked, lying between two men, looking unconscious and vulnerable. My chest tightened, and I gasped.
This couldn’t be real. This wasn’t happening.
Around me, the room became filled with gasps and whispers. I heard Rachel's sharp intake of breath beside me, and I turned to her, but my gaze flickered back to the screen as the horrifying pictures continued to play out for everyone to see.
“What the hell?” Rachel whispered.
She grabbed my arm, her fingers trembling against my skin. “How did this happen? What is this?”
I couldn’t answer her. My throat was dry, and I felt like my legs were going t
