She sits at the edge of the bed, her hand on my cheek. 

"He raped me," I burst out crying. 

"Oh, honey. I'm so sorry," Lily wraps her arms around me. I sob uncontrollably on her shoulder, my body shaking. Lily is stroking my back, whispering comforting words to me, but what Rory did to me is repeating in my head, "I begged him to stop, but he didn't," I cry. 

"I know," 

"He hurt me, he hurt me," 

-

The following days, I was in a deep state of depression. I feel profound sadness and misery. My heart hurt so much to remember what I'd forgotten. I lock myself...