-Austin’s POV-

Tears started running down her face.

“Scar, don’t do this. We have time.” I said.

“Austin, just let me, don’t interrupt me I need to get this all out. I’ve never said all the truth and just let me please?” she said as her blue eyes pierced my heart.

“Go on” I said.

I held her tighter, but she pulled away and then locked the door.

“Sit across from me. You’ll never be the same after this Austin.” She said and I obliged.

She began:

“I didn’t have much money when Alan had me fly to you, he bought everything for me and I appreciated that. When I decided to leave you, I had enough to support myself in another country for a week. Austin, I was there for 3 months.”

I looked at her now confused and also terrified of where this was going.

“I met this guy…and he said I could model for his clothing company and I did. Everything was fine for like a month until he said that he couldn’t afford me anymore so that he had a plan…” she stopped and started crying.

I tried to move towards her to comfort her and she wouldn’t let me.

“NO. NO! Austin you WILL HATE ME!” she yelled.

“Scar please I won’t.” I said.

“Austin. I had sex with countless guys. I did it for money. I hated it but I did it. Okay.” She said.

It took me back, but not enough to prevent me from comforting her. I successfully wrapped my arms around her.

“There’s more” she whispered.

“Hm?” I asked.

“I was pregnant Austin. My boss found out and he threw me down stairs and I miscarried. I had no idea who the father was but it was still mine and I wanted to love it.” She said and started balling. “I never… I never told…anyone…but you…” she said in between sobs.

She pushed me away and looked at me.

“Hate me Austin. I’m nothing but a used cheap washed up whore.”

She was abused and in a terrible situation, all because of me. She looked so broken and I can’t believe that I didn’t notice it before.

“Say something.” She said.

I didn’t know what to say that could make her believe me so I did the only thing possible.

I stood up and gently pulled her into me. I kissed her cheek then went for her lips. She tried to push back, but now I couldn’t let her. We made out.

I pulled away.

“I will help you through this. This doesn’t change how I feel about you. I’ll protect you from the monsters in your closet baby.” I said looking directly into those beautiful broken eyes.

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