Chapter Ninety-five.

Sandra’s POV:

I sat with a sigh in my room, then carried my aching head in my hands. The tears I thought were done came again, why this was hurting me so much is not really a mystery. The pains I thought I had overcome and buried years ago resurfaced with this event today.

Flashback

I had just turned nineteen and the whole world was my backyard. Pretty brown skinned girl with an amazing figure, great hair, great skin and perfect dentition. I was probably every boy’s fantasy on the street, and I relished every second of the attention I was receiving.

Then he caught my attention. And I caught him.

He was from a rich home, his name was Justin and he was an older guy. Twenty four whole years and he was a fine specimen, I deemed him worthy of me and my reputation so I offered no resistance when he asked me out for coffee.

That day I was out with my usual biker skirt and crop top, got to show off the beauty that God created, he walked up to me from his range rover across the street. And tha