Isabella’s point of view
I didn’t mean to hear it, that was the worst part of it. I thought the therapist was done. Turned out Bruno was having his own session. I have been warned it is the forbidden area, but my curiosity sometimes gives me the courage to do things that might end my life. Maybe if I hadn’t been so curious and stupid, I would not be feeling this way. I stared at my barefoot, I was beginning to get restless, the walls felt like they were closing on me, the air was heavier than usual, and I found it hard to breathe.
Who the fu*ck rapes a child and tells him it’s a normal thing that he must enjoy. I am not homophobic, but knowing an older man coached and forced his way into a little boy terrifies me to the core. What sort of breeding is that?
His voice was low and tense
