Her Fear Is Mine
The marks on my wrist were already going dark. Four of them. His fingers.
He hadn't taken anything. He had let me keep everything and still walked away free.
That felt like a bill I had agreed to pay.
End of Chapter 2
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
LeaveThe marks on my wrist were already going dark. Four of them. His fingers.
He hadn't taken anything. He had let me keep everything and still walked away free.
That felt like a bill I had agreed to pay.
End of Chapter 2
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