Chapter 26

Another week later

I have given up. My life is a routine now of Rocco and not Rocco. Depending on his mood, he hardly lets me leave the apartment. Bruises lace every part of my skin, the belt has caused deep welts, and I haven’t slept properly for days; even now, certain positions still hurt where the belt’s torn through my skin. Yet he was careful not to mark my face, for the few times he let me