PROLOGUE
"Please, Jaylin, I didn’t do anything believe me,”
she begged the muscular man, who kept insulting her while hitting her with his belt.
"Who the fuck do you think you are? Dancing and grinning at my friend?”
Her blood boiled as she realized the truth, but she was too scared to do anything, knowing how strong and threatening Jaylin was
her toxic boyfriend of one year.
"But Jaylin, he was literally forcing me, and you know it!
Please, don’t be like this. Just listen to me.”
She cringed inwardly, feeling pathetic and knowing he would never listen.
"Talking back now, I see. Let me teach you a lesson so you remember who you’re dealing with.”
He started taking off his ripped jeans. She knew what was coming, but that didn’t stop her fear.
He approached her on the bed, hovered over her, and began kissing her neck the bruises from last week still visible.
She froze suddenly. Panic rose as she saw him take out handcuffs. It wasn’t the first time.
But this time, the memories hit her hard: her father beating her with a belt, tying her to the bed, leaving her there for days.
She screamed, but he covered her mouth with his hand, silencing her helpless cries.
No one would hear her.
No one ever cared.
Until he came..
