She knew the second he grabbed her, it was over. Even with the worst-case scenario book racing through her mind non-stop since she woke in the outer room, she’d never anticipated this. Sure, he’d threatened her with sexual violence to force her compliance. It was a tool readily available to men in order to control women. Cy used similar threats; he only ever went through with the lesser ones—a smack to the shoulder if she didn’t hurry to do as he asked. Back then, she’d been young and didn’t know better. Her parents didn’t have a bad marriage, but how much of one’s memory should they trust? A lot could go on in a house without the child ever knowing; she’d seen it with her friend’s parents before they divorced. “You did this to yourself, Harry . . . Herryk.” Shayla slid to her right. He followed. “Whatever is happening, fix it yourself.” Deryck growled and flung the chain holding him to the ground. The noise startled Shayla. He stood; his eyes on Herryk. There was a look in them, maybe pity.
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