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Letter from Una to Ray

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Dearest Ray, You. You knew. I was weak, vulnerable. You just followed your...instincts. Couldn't stop yourself. I didn't see what was happening. Didn't understand. It seemed to be fine...natural. But you knew. You knew that what you...what you did was wrong. Filthy. It all was planned. I was meant to fall under your trap. Your sick trap. You didn't hesitate...just...just acted. I was touched, deceived, destroyed. You took me to places where...I felt lost. That's what you wanted. I was confused and weak. I still remember it. You...your hands...your noises. Do you remember it? I do. I ...I couldn't. Can't. I can't get rid of those memories. ...read more.


I wasn't. I, I don't belong anywhere. Anywhere I go...the people. I can't trust them. People who loved me. Could I ever? I've cried. At the beginning I...couldn't stop. I was hurt. Inside. I was empty. After the entire world turned against me, life, life never changed anymore. No one meant anything to me. Except...do you ever think about me? I've dreamt...of your strong arms. The hotel. My blood. My childhood. Was it ever mine? You never asked. I had hope, I had love, I had myself. Now, now it's all gone. It's all gone forever. I was left with fear. And tears. I've felt...humiliated. I don't want to. ...read more.


At pubs, the countryside...nowhere. You were nowhere. You, you didn't even try. For you, I was...not important. I, I'd screamed at...objects. You are...them in every shape. Every glance...on my back, but there's no one...then I kept on...looking. Looking back...in vain. I found out, eventually, you. You and your habits. They told me. What was I? I felt it was...real. Real. You should've looked for, older...similar. Not me...because then I...was the means. I just fulfilled your...requirements. Fresh skin, my wet lips. My small...everything. Did you not think I'd feel...treated as an object, used? I trusted...I thought...I was real. Special. Not just...someone. And it was all...all about your...disease. I've tried to...figure out why. To think differently. I failed. The more...every time I...I fail, because you never told me...what was going on. No explanation, and in the end you'll never...you'll always be there. I didn't...I don't understand ...read more.

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