#Chapter118
NIGHTMARISH REALITY
Diane’s P.O.V.
What right does he have, to kiss and hug me just like that? He even had the guts, and the thickness of his face was beyond exceptional to show up here!
He even knew the words, ‘Oh, God! I missed you so much,’ huh? And he also called me Diane? Crap! Coming from a rapist like him, I would never accept that!
After the heinous crime that he did to me? After he ruined my dignity? After he ravaged me for so many times while filling his deadly lust on top of my innocent body? Does he really have the face to show in front of me after he tore my life apart and shattered my dreams?
He never knew what I went through after that brutal night. I became a distortion that was unable to find my way back to my family. My physical body was able to get home the next morning, but my soul didn’t. Each day was a battle within me, as I never looked into the future the same way again.
