Eva

My eyes darted around the room, frantically searching for answers as I inhaled the unmistakable scent of men's cologne on my shirt.

Where did it come from? How did it get there? I couldn't bring myself to face Lorenzo, his furious breath washing over me and sending chills down my spine. My heart pounded wildly, anticipating his next move.

Suddenly, it clicked – the familiar scent belonged to Thelma's husband, Mr. Thomas. But how did it end up on my clothes?

Then it hit me again – his bed! The scent was all over his bed, and when I slept on it, it must have clung to my clothing....