in which cha boyum carved tokens of her agony behind paintings she sold.
DISCLAIMER::
If you are very sensitive I would advise you not to read this book and this is based on true events.
don't you remember when i gave you what you always wanted? we had a couple of drinks to make up for our fight. although i was a bit tipsy, i was still conscious, and i was able to think for myself. he leaned in and i accepted him, but not my conscious. i hesitated and he told me everything would be just fine, that i was overreacting. i don't know what came over me but i let it happen. i gave him consent although i wasn't fully ready yet. but because it was him, it was like he owned it from the start. i felt different, i wasn't proud of myself. i felt like i committed a crime and now i am scarred for life. though i saw it coming, it still hurts.
why did i justify your selfish needs when it pained me the most?
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