Lana’s POVI tell myself the truth up here in the bedroom. The one I am so afraid to admit.I missed him. I missed Ricardo. I missed him terribly. The past few days without him have been a quiet, aching loneliness, a void that nothing else can fill.I know I shouldn't miss him. I know what he’s done. I know the bruises he’s left, the cruel words he’s flung like knives, the nights he’s broken me down until I sobbed into the shower tiles.A sane woman would despise him, hate him so thoroughly that the very thought of him would rot her insides. But I’m not sane anymore. He’s dragged me past that.I start to feel something sensual, a desire that I know I can only quench myself. I want to touch myself, to ease the ache, to feel a bit of control, but I remember Ricardo’s warnings about touching myself.And I listen.Even here, alone, with no chance in hell of him finding out, I obey. I laugh bitterly at myself. “Pathetic,” I whisper. I’m obeying the bastard even when I don’t have to. What’s
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