Rice*
He never laid a finger on her, he said. Technically, he was right. He was very careful with his words. The forearm to her throat as he pushed her into the corner told a different story. She cringed from the … Continue Reading
A glimpse into the chaos.
He never laid a finger on her, he said. Technically, he was right. He was very careful with his words. The forearm to her throat as he pushed her into the corner told a different story. She cringed from the … Continue Reading