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“Chloe,” a male said before he laid his hand over her arm

The moment his masculine hand touched her skin, memories flooded her mind of the horrific cri back in tiain

She tried desperately to screa out as a hoarse whisper

When the pressure froan to kick and hit uncontrollably, unsure if she could survive the brutality she had just experienced once more

“It’s me, your father Chloe, you’re safe now,” her father kept repeating quietly, trying to keep her calm

All she could think about was the hand on her ar the torturous touch from before

Only wanting it to stop, she was finally able to screao of me!”

Her father only held her down harder, using both hands

“Shh! You are safe … in the hospital,” he began, trying everything he could to keep her fro attention to the room

Hot tears spilled down her cheeks before the sound of shuffling feet echoed throughout the rooan to hold her down

“Please, I can’t take anymore!” she cried

“She’s having a panic attack Give her so!” her father quickly spit out before Chloe could say another word

Feeling a slight sting in her arainst them Unfortunately, as her body became numb, her mind didn’t She still felt her torturer’s hands on her instead of the people in this room

Looking past the nurses, she stared at the blank, white wall through the blur of her tears

Please, I don’t want to be touched anymore

“S-Stop!” Chloe choked out for what felt like the hundredth time as hands held her down once more

The prick of the needle into her sore skin felt like nothing coripped her Her cheeks burned as tears fell, bringing her to the realization that shein her sleep as she was never even awake for a full five ain

As the drugs took over her body, her last thought was to wish they understood

The nurses, along with her father, thought she was screa for them to pull their hands off her body