Claimed By My Best Friend's Brother
I felt trapped inside the moment, trapped inside the sound of my own voice, trapped inside the memory of him touching me while knowing that he was betraying me at the exact same time.
It wasn't Nathaniel. It was Damon, which felt even worse. Nathaniel would have been another mistake. But Damon had been different because I had loved him. I had trusted him with my first time, with my fear, with the softness I never showed anyone, and he had taken all of it with a smile while secretly recording me like I was nothing.
And now, everyone was watching it. They had seen it all. Thousands of people could watch me in that bed. Thousands of people could hear me, judge me, laugh at me, and reduce one of
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