Sarah POVMy cheeks erupted so I pull my skirt down, before I cover myself, but her hand shot out.He asked, his voice of anxiety, “What happened to your thigh hell?” He lifted the Hem a little, revealing the mark. It disappointed because it was instinctive.“It is nothing that you have to worry about,” I said, and I snatched my skirt back into its place.His jaw was tight. His eyes were burnt by a feeling that I could not quite understand.His voice, almost fragile, was now hoarse: “What ... did it happen on account of me?” “I mean ... did I hurt you?” That night is what I'm asking about.I froze. My throat began to dry up, and my hands became clammy. I made myself look at her first. My body, however, shouted to see me off.“You should not have any worries with respect to whatever happened to me, Parker.For your information, you did not give this mark on that night when you ra—”He spoke hollowly finishing “The night when I raped you,” “The night I took you forcefully not listening t
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