Prologue
Crying, I dragged myself away from the house. Edward just left me there, in his room. I thought he loved me, I thought he cared and he goes and… and does that. My heart is breaking. Bruises are appearing on my inner thighs, I can feel them. Why did he have to do that? The tears streaming down my face blocked my vision. Hurt, hate, confusion, abandonment clogged my veins. They didn't want me and he just used me and spat me out.
