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I didn't talk about anything on our way to studio, and no one really forced me to do so, they respected my little space that time. I was just feeling so low of myself, so much happened that day, I was continuously thinking about the incident beside I didn't want to, but it was impossible for me.

"you need water?" Alex asked concerned, sitting next to me in the van, while I simply took the bottle from her and took little sips, and again I tilted my head to the door of the car while looking outside at the lights which were glimmering in the late night.

my arms were still burning, from the sites where he gripped them wildly, which were making me feel more disgusted and low of myself. I slowly raised my sleeve from my arm to check it and i wanted to throw myself from van after seeing those marks which he'd left with me, I quickly pulled my sleeve back in anger and I folded my arms on my lap and tried to close my eyes but couldn't that incident was coming up in my mind and making me feel suffocated.

everyone was almost asleep in the van they were so tired and the studio was just a bit far away. but I was not able to even blink, every trance of his promises were flashing in my senses and making my throat heavier I wanted to scream recklessly on the top of my lungs, I tried to take control of myself by simply allowing myself to be aware of the surroundings, I buried my face in my palms just to relax myself a little bit, I felt someone's hands on my knees and to my surprise it was harry

"you aren't tired?" I asked in a low voice,

"not really, .. are you fine?" he asked concerned, his eyes weren't blinking as they were waiting for my response

"I am, ... not" I looked down at my feet to loose eye contact

"Jasmin," he raised my chin gently with his hand, "don't let him to be your weakness, and don't feel alone, we are with you, I will be your strength, I promise" his eyes were so truthful

"thank you so much harry, I've never felt so relieved" and I hugged him,

"You're so brave" he patted my back strongly and I let out a chuckle in acceptance of the fact that I am strong, I should remember that, and just in a while we reached the studio.

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