Don
The night I was taken did not begin with fear, but confusion. I trusted the wrong man, believed in a love that was already negotiating my worth behind my back. Don did not raise his voice or threaten me. He simply revealed the truth—slowly, deliberately—until betrayal hurt more than the ropes around my wrists.
About Don
The night I was taken did not begin with fear, but confusion. I trusted the wrong man, believed in a love that was already negotiating my worth behind my back. Don did not raise his voice or threaten me. He simply revealed the truth—slowly, deliberately—until betrayal hurt more than the ropes around my wrists.