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“Of me?” He asked with marked concern
“No Of how you will think of me if I tell you all that happened”
“I vow to you that I will cherish your confessions and it will in no way affect s for you” Omar said earnestly
He then tenderly petted ently cupped own I couldn’t help it and cowered away frohly as a fresh wave of fear traveled up ht
“Anna, I saw the marks on your body, on your breasts and I am fully aware of the violations”
I held my breath as he talked and in a hoarse whisper said, “I don’t think he actually raped me”
“No, he did not, but you were in their custody long enough for his threats to manifest horror in your heart I am aware of the power of the mind and the sim
ple fact that you lived in e a person Anna That will change a person for the remainder of their life I am not blind to this fact and do not fear me love, do not fear that you wish no affection from me, this is perfectly understandable I am not dissuaded from my ardor towards you, and I know that in tiain allow my touch without fear”
CHAPTER TWO
Os that I felt hideous for balking away from his touch It was just that I couldn’t take it without feeling as if I should screaht back As much as I tried to convince myself that it was Omar, and not my kidnappers, my body would flinch and recoil whenever he offered hts that he’d slept with et h to allow it
Then there was the nighth I wasn’t raped,I suppose, and the simple fact that Armand shot and killed the man just seconds before he was about to abuse htest My body unfortunately felt as if it had been violated in the worst of ways, and there was nothing I could do about it I’d been desperately trying over the past three days to convince myself I could take Omar’s caresses and advances, but now I knew I couldn’t outthink this issue
Maybe Oht, maybe I needed a real therapist to helpwas to see my mom, to talk to her and have the kind of coive
It wason the fourth day ofin h my left eye still ached and re to heal All of the bruises that Omar had previously inflicted were assuh at the hands of the now dead infidels, and neither Omar nor I had corrected the doctors when they’d assessed my body
How they knew I hadn’t been raped remains a mystery to me, because only ten hours before my capture, I was so sore from the marathon sex with Omar that I found it uncomfortable to walk or sit I still wonder if perhaps some of that hadn’t played intotouched in any way Even by Omar, who I still loved immensely I was hopeful that time would heal not only my outsides, but also my hidden, emotional self
Omar was on his laptop at the small desk and after I finishedcareful to not touch h that I could reach out and take his hand, which I did I asked, “Can we fly my mom in? If she’ll come I need her”