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Finn jumped to his feet, an arm reaching out to her. “You alright?”

“Can I have some water?” she mumbled.

“Yeah.” Finn grabbed a water bottle sitting on the desk and brought it over to her.

Jewel snatched it from him, uncapped the top and drank thirstily. She could feel the liquid spurting over the sides of her mouth and down her shirt. Her hands were trembling too much.

Finn, wisely, stood by the bed and gave her space.

When she was done, Jewel wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and said, “Thanks.”

“No problem.” Finn accepted the bottle from her and then hauled the chair away from the small desk.

Jewel started to protest. “I’m fine.”

“Jewel,” his tone and stare were firm, “sit.”

She reluctantly planted her behind in the chair.

Finn returned to his seat at the edge of the bed and sighed. “You don’t have to keep going if you don’t want to.”

She thought it over but decided to tell him all. It was therapeutic, to an extent.

Hopefully, Finn didn’t end up like the last person she’d confided in.

“It’s just so clear in my mind.” She gestured to her temple. “All the other times blurred together, but I remember him and Anastasia as if it were yesterday.” Her heart twisted painfully. “The way he instructed her to undress. The way he told me to watch. I was so scared, I didn’t even blink.”

“That must have been hard,” he said huskily.

“No, it wasn’t hard. It was just… terrifying. And embarrassing. Even if everyone acts like sex is some easy commodity, it’s still something private.”

“Did he lock you girls up in the room and threaten you?”

“No, he didn’t threaten me. Not at first.”

“What about the other girl? Did she want to be there?”

“Yes.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

Finn brought his thumb and pointer fingers together, rubbing them bristly. “You could have been wrong.”

“He didn’t force himself on her,” she said firmly. “As far as I knew, every girl volunteered to sleep with him.”

“Why?”

She blinked, noticing the slight crack in his voice. “Kross was taking advantage of insecurities, preying on fears. But most of the time, girls threw themselves at him. He didn’t have to try hard to get someone. I think… I think that’s why he got bored with it.”

“You’re saying women wanted that scumbag?”

She nodded.

“Are you guys that easily fooled?” Finn mumbled.

“Kross was a sick man who hurt people. If they’d known that—if I’d known that…”

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