Chapter Fourteen
Faelen’s POV
As Mary and I entered my room, I couldn’t shake the emotions still spinning inside me. I sat down on the edge of my bed, feeling drained, while Mary settled on the other end.
The silence that had grown between us felt heavy, but comforting in a strange way. I didn’t know why, but I felt like I could trust her. I didn’t want to be alone with my thoughts, so I started to talk.
“I don’t even know where to begin,” I said, my voice only a whisper. “He made me… he made me clean all the toilets in the estate. And as if that wasn’t enough for him. He… he forced his… in my mouth, and used me like I was some common w***e, just there to please him.” I said, allowing the tears to flow.
Mary’s face softened with sympathy, and she reached out to squeeze my hand. “I’m
