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I told her I loved her. Me. I said those three fucking words. Words I’ve never said to any other girl before. I handed her my still-beating heart and let her carve it up as she saw fit, trusting that she felt the same way I did.
I laid myself bare at her feet, she told me to walk away. Like severing this connection between us is so damn easy.
We weren’t dating. She wasn’t my girlfriend. We were just … fuck.
One in every six women in the U.S. has been a victim of sexual assault. I’m not special here. Just a member of a club I wish I’d never been a part of.
