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Isabella felt dirty.
She felt the same way the first time Gabriel had sex with her.
Hours she spent under the shower trying to console herself, trying to assure herself that things would be okay.
Back then, she had told herself that she wouldn't regret her decisions.
Years after, nothing was okay. No amount of days spent under the shower could assure her of better days in Gabriel Manifold's house.
As she gathered her mattress into a corner of her office, Isabella immediately cringed.
The pain from that deadly evening was still there, her body wept and her whole being was crying for help.
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