Winter's Mate: Fated on Ice
It was everywhere.
Silverwestern subreddit, I*******m, TikTok, T*****r. Every platform had it—my face, my name, my shame.
My hands shook as I clicked the video.
There I was. Face flushed, eyes half-closed, mouth open. The sounds—my sounds—echoed from my phone speaker. Moans. Gasps.
The humiliation was unbearable, but what broke my heart apart was that Josh’s face was blurred.
The betrayal cut deeper. I was the only one visible, fully exposed. I watched myself be violated all over again, as tears stung my eyes, my lips trembling.