Chapter 75 Hasan Is Mine

• TATIANA
• I understood then that if Hasan wanted to prove he could do anything to me and I would still stay exactly where he left me, then he had already won. He did not need to threaten me or shout or remind me of what I owed him. He only needed to touch me with that precise cruelty that felt like intention, the kind that lingered long after his hands were gone.
• What he did to me in that room was not something I could name out loud anymore. It was enough to leave my body shaking and my thoughts scattered, enough to make me feel painfully alive in a way I had not felt in years.