Sapphire Scars (The Jewelry Box #3)

And that was the moment my entire existence shattered.

I didn’t help her.

I failed her.

Trapped in the past.

Shackled by the boy I’d been.

A boy who’d watched so many women being raped.

A boy who’d been forced to watch and never interfere until it was his turn.

And I couldn’t do it.

Couldn’t cope.

Not anymore.

Not now.

Not again.

My body and heart didn’t break, but my mind?

It snapped like a rubber band.

I flatlined—

Chapter Twenty-Three

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Ily

I FLOATED ABOVE THE CASTLE.

The stars twinkled in all their might. The Milky Way splashed across the sky like a pathway to better days. And the moon played peek-a-boo behind wispy silvery clouds.

So beautiful.

So perfect.

So pure.

I lay on my back beneath all of the night’s glory and didn’t watch.

Didn’t watch.

Back there in reality, my body rocked with his every thrust.

Back there in hell, I felt him sliding inside me, deeper and harder, rocking me forward and back, forward and back, all while I fought to stay on all fours.

It didn’t hurt.

But it did destroy me.

But I didn’t watch, so it didn’t matter.