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it off Emily" It sounded of authority and despite my attempts to rebel I removed the clothing, dropping the fabric next to my feet. Smashing my eyes together forcing back the tears in their cages.
I wanted to go home, check on my mother, take a hot bath, curl up in my favorite chair and read a novel. If possible send a text or two to Alley and José my two dearest friends not this.
Was he like Jethro?
He didn't seem concern that I wasn't no longer blessed with C cups.
"Look at me Emily"
I open my eyes tears poured out like a flood, his eyes lingering on the scars covering my chest where my breast had once been.
"You are beautiful little one and if anyone says otherwise I will deal with them severely" clamping his manicured fingers together in a tight ball.
"Um. Okay" surprised by his reaction licking my lips.
I could do with a drink, something strong like scotch or vodka.
Yes either one will do.
He crouch elegantly to face me at eye level. I could only stare as he touches my scars, my lips quivering.
Jethro was disappointed and shock when I told him about the malignant growth that had been found in my right breast, a rare case for a woman under thirty.