Shred of Decency (Shattered Hearts of Carolina Book 2) by JODY KAYE

Author:JODY KAYE [Kaye, Jody]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-09-16T18:30:00+00:00

A part of me is glad Aidy can’t see my tears as they fall, dampening and matting her purple locks as I rock her and cry. When she begins shaking, I worry whatever I did to trigger her has sent Aidy into shock. I wrap one of Owen’s blankets over her shoulders, brushing my nose against the soft cotton and inhaling his innocent scent.

“I feel stupid for thinking it was worth waiting, Morgan. For believing anyone saw it as a gift. That it was special at all.”

There is never a justification for rape, and somehow Aidy admitting she was a virgin beforehand brings her assault to a whole new level of human disregard.

“Since high school, I spent years listening to my girlfriends tell me about their first times. All the dirty deeds they’ve done. And whether or not they loved those boys, I thought I would. I was naive to believe the person I was with would be the one I’d spend the rest of my life with. That we’d be married. Or, at least, get married. That they’d be my first, last, and only.

I want to be her last. I want Aidy to be my only. I want to not have a complete understanding of what she’s telling me, and for her to not to have to tell me at all because she never went through it.

“He took. Like it was nothing. Like my choice to wait was insignificant. He didn’t care if we could have been something… I don’t know, bigger. That it might have been the gift I gave him, instead of the one thing I had to give—more important than anything else—he stole.

“I don’t even know why I’m telling you this. I must sound insane. Immature. Men don’t even have to think about this. About being used and tossed aside like yesterday’s trash.”

It’s what I am; The garbage my parents, the university, and society didn’t want to bother with. Yesterday’s news. The kid who could have gone somewhere, but went to prison. Surrounded by others who felt as disposable. And if you’re nothing, you treat others as if they are worthless.

What are they going to do, lock you up? How is that punishment if you are already there?

My fingers itch, and I fold the corners of the blanket, making crisp edges in the fabric. While Aidy’s still shivering, my temperature has gone thermonuclear. I’m clinging to her, afraid to let go of the one thing I’ve staked everything going right on. But there is also a scorching burn on my skin. My flight or response conflicts with the need to comfort Aidy. I have to let go of her and I try not to make her think I’m scrambling away when I bring the blanket to her chin before getting to my feet.

The atmosphere shifts as quickly as it had when Aidy shoved me off of her. It’s paralleled by my concern that she thinks the reason I can’t touch her is out of disgust.

It is,

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