I’m stunned, shocked, and shattered as I stare at the ceiling. It’s more of a prison cell now than a bedroom. I feel conned, cheated, betrayed.
Used.
No…worse than that. It’s a feeling so sharp and so terrifying that I’m barely able to admit it…
I feel heartbroken.
When Fred took me – when I called him Daddy – something changed inside me. A safety, unlike anything I had ever known, swept over me like a warm blanket. I felt at home in his arms, and when he made me a woman, I felt as though the universe had delivered to me the man I was meant to be with.
And then, for some reason, he tore himself away and threw me aside like a dirty napkin.
After taking my virginity…
After coming inside of me…
“s**t…” I mutter, covering my hands with my face. I can still feel it inside me, warm and s
