Cassian was never supposed to be in my story. He forced his way in when I was at my weakest—and made sure I stayed there. I woke with aching limbs, a fog in my mind, and a silence that screamed louder than any noise. I had been r***d. The horror wasn’t just in the act, but in not knowing who saved me—or who destroyed me.And just when I thought my world couldn’t unravel any further, salvation appeared. He looked like an angel. Spoke like hope. But behind that perfect disguise... was the devil I should have run from.