Ilana felt the weight of the man’s body lift away from her but she didn’t move, still pressed against the wall as if some invisible weight was holding her in place.She heard yells and grunts and curses but it wasn’t enough to penetrate the numbness that had settled over her. Her soul still hovered somewhere far far away from her body, detached and unanchored, leaving her a helpless, spectral observer of her own trauma.She felt a shiver run down her spine, a painful reminder of how naked she was; both body and soul.She wasn’t sure how long she stood there, pinned against the wall, detached from reality but then she felt arms curl around her shoulder. She gasped, coming back to her senses with a start.“No. Let me go. Let me go, please. Don’t, please!” she yelled, thrashing against the grip. She needed to leave. Let her soul drift away once again. It was safer that way.“Ilana. Ilana, it’s me, Calix. You’re safe, darling, you’re safe. Everything’s fine,” a voice said, grabbing tight
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