Calmly, Michael fixes his clothes and leaves me broken on the bed with the towel in my mouth. Too scared to move, I can tell I’m bleeding and it is hard to see out of my left eye. I keep recalling him saying as he tightened his belt, “You can go to him now. I’m done with you. If you press charges you’ll ruin all three of our lives, so I advise against it. You gave assumed consent to this the minute you kissed Scott knowing cameras were pointed on you.”

I remove the gag from my mouth and remain crying in the dark until there are no tears left...