Chapter 48

Anita’s POV

Looking at the ceiling all white after almost passing out due to my panic attack I had developed over the years from bad dreams, yes, it was worth looking at the ceiling and just staring.

Every inch of the terrible memories I had with Jason kept haunting me to this day.

Who would have thought that I would have had that experience with my supposed fiancé’s close friend?

It didn’t make much sense, as I would eventually be seen as the whore here.

Which was not the case; he took advantage of me, a grown adult.

There was nothing to say at all, nothing to say. He had done what he wanted to do, and I was left stranded in my own mind alone.

To think that I hadn’t even prayed genuinely for a long time.

But after all these years, he still wants what exactly? What does he exactly want from me?

I thought he said he was done with me; I thought he said he had no use of me anymore ever since that night.

After that night