Chapter XVII

"There is a point of light in every storm cloud"

Bruce beresford

My friend had remained silent after those words and understood her, I could see the doubt crossing her face, as if she did not know very well how to approach the subject.

I sighed.

-Lisa ... I need you to give me an answer, I ... I can't get pregnant ... not now, not like this-I explain trying to make him understand me.

I was terrified, I was only eighteen years old, my body was abused and beaten to the worst, they had done many things with it, they ended up breaking me when they forced me to have sex with that disgusting man.

-Please ...- I repeat again while trying to see the internal struggle that she had with herself.

But whatever the outcome I saw her give up and nod after a moment.