AUDREY POVVictor always had a way of making words stick. They weren’t accusations, not really—just observations, and stories. “You know, men like big fishes in the world, they take what they want, but they never give their heart in return.”“A woman should know her worth. If a man values you, he won’t keep you hidden.”“Sometimes, we mistake desire for something deeper. And by the time we realize, it’s too late.”Each time he spoke, his voice was smooth, never pressing, never too direct. Yet, his words gnawed at me, planting tiny seeds of doubt that took root faster than I could shake them. At first, I dismissed it. But then, I started noticing things. Michell still hadn’t introduced me to his father or anyone—not even as a friend. Whenever we were together, it was behind closed doors, in stolen moments. When he touched me, I felt wanted… but was I cherished? Was I just someone convenient? As the week went by, I buried myself in my dancing, focusing on every movement, every
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