Chapter Three
Aimee forgot many of the things that were said night, as she lay raped and wasted—her virginity stripped away. After that night, she tried to go about her business as if nothing in particular had happened, although she took pains to avoid Terrance. Jonas—well, she was almost resigned to him, or at least used to his quixotic behavior and his presence in her best friend’s life. Even the dozens of photographs he took of her nude didn’t concern her. He said he loved her for her smile and the way she photographed so beautifully the enigma of s****l satisfaction. Secretly his adoration excited her, but she understood that his s****l intentions were for the most part focused on Angelica.
The man she couldn’t elude was the unknown assailant, who disappeared too quickly for her to
