Chapter 9: A Helping HandI pulled up from the bed, but my legs arched so badly that I fell right back, the pain sharper than I could bear. For a moment, everything flashed back, the way he raped me like I was nothing more than trash. My hands fisted tight, my jaw locked, and I bit my lower lip, trying to swallow the storm of pain and anger rising inside me.I knew it would be hard, maybe impossible to wash the feelings away. I felt more worthless than ever because I couldn’t even save myself from him. Wide awake, fully conscious, and still, I was raped. By a worthless man. That wasn’t something I could accept, yet it happened, and I couldn’t do anything but beg like a weakling.My eyes burned, bloodshot red, and the more the thought of defeat pressed in, the more his words echoed in my head: “I will come back, so get ready.” They returned uninvited, like a curse plastered into my brain.“He would come back? He would come back?” I repeated, trembling. “Who the fuck does he think he i
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