ROSIANNASantos had gone back to the room to put on some clothes, and Donald stayed in the living room, setting up the video game.I stood in the kitchen, trying to cook even with my mind in disarray. Santos had a particularly intense look in his eyes, and Donald was intent on staying for dinner anyway.Donald might be an easygoing person, but he was no pushover. He was also smart and must have caught up on who Santos was. He knew that Santos was my adoptive brother and we had something in the past. He also knew that it was Santos’s friends that drugged and raped me.The silence was broken by loud music, which I know Donald must have turned on to drown the silence. I felt grateful as I proceeded to hurry dinner.Thirty minutes later, we sat at the table to eat. I made pot beef with broccoli and bowties.“So, how was your journey to the island, Rosy? I tried calling your cellphone a number of times, but it wasn’t going through,” Donald asked with a mouthful of food in his mouth.“Oh, t
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