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45. Broken

Layla sat on the edge of Jackson’s bed and ignored the woman hovering around her.

“I thought you were safe. I should have seen it...”

The mumblings of a crazy person. But who was she to talk? She spoke to wolves in her head.

Still, that was better to focus on than the fact that she’d almost been raped and killed. And that Jackson was blaming her for that.

Anger fought with despair and shock. The turmoil in her head threatened to consume her. Almost raped. Almost raped.

She could still feel their hands on her body as if it was still happening. Still feel their breath on her face. Still see the looks in their eyes.

“I’m sorry, Layla. I don’t know what came over them,” Diedre continued.

She didn’t want to hear about it anymore, so she stood up and walked to the bathroom. She stripped and threw her clothes in the trash before entering Jackson’s colossal shower. The spray was icy at first and then very hot, but she was too numb to feel it. All she wanted was to get rid of the feeling of t
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