MayaI was back, staring at the mirror this time cursing that monster Ryan. To say I hated him was a small fraction of how I felt about him. If I were a cartoon character, I would be red with horns and steam flaring from my ears. The bastard lied to me.I was naked, staring at my bruised body and a black eye, neck bruise and I refused to cry and give him the satisfaction of giving him
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