I sat staring at my closed door for hours. Those fake photos of me were everywhere online now. Drunk men stood outside my apartment building, calling out nasty things. I could barely breathe from fear.

Tears rolled down my face as my phone kept buzzing with disgusting messages from random numbers. They were asking for my price like I sold myself on the streets. Then Dominic's name lit up my screen.

I answered quickly, crying into the phone.

"Baby, calm down. I'm coming over right now." His ...