Chapter 101

"I know you have one. Where's your mate?" he pressed, his voice laced with accusation.

Before my eyes, his face twisted into a visage I had tried desperately to forget—the face of Andrew. It was a look of rage and aggression that I had spent months pushing out of my mind and battling in nightmares. It brought me back to the harrowing second worst moment of my life—my mother's murder being the first.

In a flash, I was transported back to that horrific day in the locker room where I lost a part of myself that I could never reclaim. Andrew grabbed me by my hair and yanked me towards him with a force that was both terrifying and overpowering as he forced himself inside me again and again. I felt the agonizing tearing, the intense burn of being violated, and I gagged.

The sound of my back hitting the lockers resonated throughout the space, mingling with the jarring metallic echoes. Tears streamed down my face as the memories surged—pools of fear blurring my vision with