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“Matt!” I screamed, desperation and fear filling my voice.

Suddenly, someone forcibly pulled him away from me, and all I could hear was Victor’s agonized scream before I heard his feet on the floor as he rushed out of the house. Matt came barging back into the room, and as my senses slowly returned, I scrambled to cover my nakedness.

Shivering and bleeding from my lips, I looked up at Matt, hoping for his protection and salvation. He scratched my face and body, leaving visible marks of his assault, and all I wanted was to be safe in Matt’s arms.

“Hey, are you okay?” Matt’s voice trembled with concern as he hurried to my side.

He grabbed a bedsheet and gently wrapped it around me, shielding me from the world’s harshness. Tears streamed down my face, and I couldn’t help but feel disgusted when I looked at myself.

“It’s all my fault... I am worthless,” I whimpered, my voice filled with self-loathing.

Matt’s eyes widened with disbelief, and he reached out to touch my trembling shoulder.