That night, Alessia cried bitterly as she sat on the cold floor in the bedroom.

Never in a million years did she ever envision such an ending.

It was all thanks to Simone that she unfortunately found herself in such a condition.

If he hadn't tried to touch her, she would never have run away. She would never have optioned to drink at the club.

She would never have slept with the stranger who ended up imprisoning her against her will.

She sat on the cold floor, thunder and lightning painting the sky in shades of fear and uncertainty.

Her tears streamed down her face endlessly as the memories of...