Thirty.

Bella

“You don’t need to…”

But he removes the remainder of his clothes and gets in the tub at the opposite end to me.

I could feel the heat on my face as I look away

“This way I can make sure you’re not going to do something stupid.” He flicks the water at me.

Pulling my knees to my chest, I refuse to look at him.

“Why did you lie?” He murmurs. “You told me you weren’t a liar, so why did you lie?”

I glance up to his grey eyes. He wasn’t going to let this go. Not until he was satisfied with my response.

“I feel…..

“Violated.” He finishes the sentence for me.

“It’s more than that. Before, when it happened, I was conscious but I made it as difficult for him as possible. This time—I couldn’t even fight it. I didn't even know, not until you confirmed it.”

I hug my legs tighter.

“He made me—vulnerable and weak.”

I felt sick and disgusted. I had been trying to focus on other things. But in the silence, all I could hear was my own mind.

He slides forward in the large bath towards me.

“You ca