Chapter 11

Rebecca POV:-
Ryan left for the bathroom. I scoffed and turned my head away feeling utterly contaminated and depraved. I felt like dying under the weight of his unbearable words filled with extensive seething. I hate how he tries to be intimate and act as if I am the one at fault. He truly loves tormenting, even if he has to fall low in his own eyes but he doesn't care, all he cares about is whether I am suffering or not. He is just pushing me deeper in those bottomless pits of turmoil, taking my life out of me in the cruel way.
I closed my eyes and leaned on the wall. I hate his touch, it made me realize how much of a corrupt soul I am. His touch made me aware of my place in his life. His touch made me realize how hated I am.