BANG—

A dull thud echoed as Danielle's head slammed into the car. For a moment, her vision went black, stars dancing in front of her eyes.

She was screwed.

She didn't know how to fight—never had. Back in college, whenever she got into trouble, it was always Rebecca who stepped up and fought for her.

Never in her wildest dreams did she think that one day, Rebecca's fists and slaps would be aimed at her.

Another slap—harder this time—landed across her ...