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Felicia clenched her hands into fists so they wouldn’t touch the sheets and burn them. Remembering the incident filled her with an unpalatable mix of feelings. Hurt. Guilt. Shame. Horror. Fascination. Fear. An odd sense of strength. The incident had sealed her fate. Everything following had cemented the path along which she had walked for years and was now feeling increasingly unhappy with.
And what things had followed! Before she could stop it or brace herself, another memory sprang onto the stage, leaving her shivering despite the rising heat level inside her body.