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JENNA
Tears fell. Richard had always taken what he wanted. I hadn't been allowed to say no. Not ever. So, whatever this man did tonight had been done before. But it didn't mean he wouldn't hurt me, or make me feel all those terrible things I'd felt before. How much could the spirit take before it broke?
"Just get it over with," I whispered.
The hand on my neck drifted up to wipe the tears from my cheeks.
"I've been watching you," he said. "Waiting for you. I know those thoughts you tuck away. The dark dreams you're afraid to reveal because of him. He was a bastard. He wanted your devotion. He wanted to possess you. You thought he would give you what you needed—but he never gave, did he? He just took."
"Stop," I said, my heart hammering inside my chest. "Just … stop."
