Lena

I stand there frozen, sheets clutched to my chest, mascara streaking down my cheeks from crying. My friend Sarah is scrambling for her clothes behind me. I can see the look of betrayal in your eyes and my heart sinks.

"Baby... please... please don't hate me. I can explain... I don't know how to explain but... I step toward you, trembling ...we can work this out. I'll do ANYTHING. She'll do anything too. Please... just tell me what you need from me."