Fuck.” The curse is barely audible as I feel the heavy weight of my secret transfer from me to him. Not all of it, but certainly some. It’s not fair to loop him into this, but I can’t deny the relief knowing I’m not alone in it anymore. “I’m sorry.” Naked and exposed, I plead with him to understand. “Goddamn it, Navy. What the fuck do you have to be sorry about? Huh?” Wrinkles form at the edges of his eyes. “I didn’t want to do it, trust me. I didn’t, but I had no other choice.” “You think I don’t know that? You were raped, Navy.”
