I was an ordinary girl, from a protective conservative family. My parents loved me, I had a close extensive family, and overall I had an extremely happy and carefree childhood.
But I guess a lot of stories start like that.
Nobody ever thinks they’ll be the ones who fall prey to the wolves.
Fast forward, it’s the first week in college. He’s handsome, charming, and a pastor’s son, so surely he’d be nice. Times goes on, we start dating.
He turns out to be...