JUDY’S POV
Jasmine’s voice rose above the quiet hum of her apartment, her tone sharp and unrelenting.
“How could you let this happen? How could you let Chris do these things to you? This isn’t normal! It’s dangerous, mentally and physically. Have you even thought about what this says about you?”
Her words were like darts, piercing through the fragile layer of calm I had tried to maintain. My hands trembled slightly as I set down the coffee mug I had been clutching.
I had been in the news lately and it seemed that it had affected Jasmine a lot. Now I was anxious that it might affect our friendship. I couldn’t afford to lose such a wonderful friend.
“Jasmine, it’s not what you think. It’s not… abuse or anything like that. It’s consensual. We both wanted it. We both enjoy it,” I said,
