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Bluff

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Time 3h 16m

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''I need some time." His voice had lowered. 

''Terry, I um...'' I trailed off, I have to tell him something just as heavy, so he won't think he's the only one hurting. I'm hurting too, and I've never told him, just like he's never told me. The things I've been holding within me has to be revealed to Terry. I never felt the need to reopen my barely closed case to anyone, but right now, it was beyond necessary. I know what it's like to grieve for a loss. I relate so heavily. I'm a sorrowful victim of rape, and a form of neglect. I know pain.
I decided on ambushing Terry with my problems. Better to rush it out of me, then slowly ease it in to him.
''Terry... I was raped!'' As the words left my lips, I immediately teared up, and was keen on rushing everything else. Terry turned to meet my eyes. ''My parents thought I admitted to being raped to cover up losing my virginity. They didn't believe me!" I looked into Terry's sorrowful eyes and for once my pain and sorrow had outdone his.All Rights Reserved

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