Insult

Mary finally burst into tears.

Suddenly, she felt like she had returned to that night five years ago.

She recalled the pain she felt when she was under him, and the helplessness and despair of being stared at by the men outside the abandoned chemical plant.

She gave up struggling because she knew it would be in vain. She had tried five years ago, but he had held her down her with all his strength so that she couldn't even move. She knew that she couldn't push him away this time - just like that night.

As Mary lay on the branches, she prepared herself to relive the nightmare. Her body froze like a broken doll without a soul.

All she could do was cover her face with her hands and arms and let herself be handled at will.

Any lingering affection between them was slowly killed by his very own hands.

After a while, the man stopped.

He hugged her stiff body for a few moments.