“Why? What did you do? Don’t think for a minute this makes me forget what you tried to do to me… You tried to get me raped, Camilla… You left me to be raped… Is that what you do? Let men rape and abuse girls like me?” I yell at her, stomping back, despite my inner protests, and face her now she is back on her feet. So much anger still bristling inside me, and I need to know why? Why she would do that to me?

“No…. You were …. Revenge… I told you I was a bitch when I ...