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Living In Denial

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Marielle jerked back. Daisy reached blindly for the doorjamb and gripped it hard. Taking a deep breath to regain a modicum of control and Brett drew strength from her presence.

"I was molested." He said again, his voice calmer and steadier. "For close to a year, every week. The same woman you invited into your home fondled me, sodomized me, over and over again."

"Don’t." She breathed harshly, her chest heaving. "Don’t say those ugly, awful things."

"It happened. Repeatedly. While you were only a few rooms away. You didn't even care to find out if my therapist ever got changed or not. You couldn't even notice that the therapist was screwing your so-called husband. And you couldn’t see it or rather you refused to see or acknowledge it."

"That’s a lie." Marielle insisted.

Fury burned through Brett, the type that makes one restless with the need to move. But he held his ground, and his gaze moved to Daisy instead, drawing calm from her presence. This time, Daisy nodded at him in
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