CHAPTER 42

"We have a bathroom in case you want to clean yourself up." Isabell, the forensic nurse, tells me after she is done examining and doing a few vaginal swabs on me.

"Thank you but I would rather do that in the house." I say, getting out of the examination bed. 

I have been lying on the bed for the past thirty minutes, legs wide apart and I was starting to feel numb.

"Are you on birth control?" She asks, walking towards the desk as I follow her. 

"Nope." 

"Please have a seat, I will be right back." 

She disappears to another room on the left and I sit on the chair to wait for her. 

A few seconds later, she walks back carrying a glass of water and three blister packs and she places the glass on the desk, right in front of me.

"Here," she hands me a pack of emergency pills. "You will take one tablet and the other one s