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Yvonne's POV

I felt like a prisoner when I was the one who was the victim. There was no safe place for me to be. I was trapped inside Cynthia’s apartment and was too afraid to leave. Beyond the safety of her walls was the real world. I didn’t like it out there. It was a cruel place. I wasn’t ready to deal with it just yet. Hell, I didn’t know if I would ever be ready.

I couldn’t go home. I knew Kylian was looking for me. He would try and convince me to stick with the plan. He’d apologize and do something that wore down the last bit of my defenses, and I would find myself right back in his bed. The man was slick. Worse than the best smooth politician. He would convince me his way was the best and like a dumbass, I would nod my head like a good little puppy and follow him back into his web of lies and deceit. I had managed to escape once and got pulled back in. I couldn’t make the same mistake this time around. It would only end up far worse.

I had been dodging his calls a