ZARYA’S POV

Hali threw me on the bed. I automatically sobbed as he was pulling down his clothes. His hands were fast. He removed his white v-neck shirt and black pants. He left nothing when he climbed on the bed. I backed away. I moved and moved backward until the headboard touched my dorsal. The feeling of wanting to scream again was on my system. I liked to shout and seek help from all the people outside.

But do I have a choice? It is the agreement that gives me no option.

“No crying.” He showed me how sharp his face was. I slightly nodded my head. I removed my...