CHAPTER 16: He Raped Me

“Maryna?” Calvin’s voice followed by Raine’s gasp was enough to have me lowering my head. I was already on my stomach, with only my hands keeping my face from palming itself onto the wooden floor.

I wasn’t lowering my head because I was embarrassed, no it was far more than that. It takes more than some simple, pathetic scene to get me to embarrass myself.

I chew on the insides of my cheeks, forcing the tears back from my eyes. Letting the anger seep in, I cling onto it. I cling tightly on the now numbing anger that’s kept within the pits of my stomach.

“Maryna . . .” Raine was pulling the sheets from the bed while Calvin was in his undergarment, covering only his genitals. They really just came out of the room after doing it.

I shake my head, before pushing myself up the cold floor. I was dizzy, but I tried to keep my ground, nailing myself straight to face them head on with confidence.

I looked at Raine and was about to glare at her. How dare she have sex with the man that was suppo