Aubrianne Ivanov's POV.
A quiver rushed through me, and my eyes darted all over the room, looking around and scanning to ensure I was alone, and no one was there. I sigh, as I know I am being silly, I am alone here, and the doors are locked. Ron is gone now. I was far, far away from HIM.
Then, in the next instant, it was like the dam burst. I finally cried! I finally released the tears. I finally let it out and decided to deal rather than shove it deep down and fight it.
I let the tears pour as I faced what had happened. I cried about what I went through, tears flowing nonstop. Liquid coated my cheeks with fury as I bawled and screamed into my pillow, heaving and gasping desperately for breath as I wailed uncontrollably.
My stomach was constantly contracting as I remembered it all.
He grabbed and pinned me on the wall, grinded on me, and groped me. I cringed away like I was trying to brakes from the memory and cried more.
