Nikki clutched the rope tightly, refusing to let go, and struggled against Sean’s grip. " You're a liar! I don’t matter to you at all!
"My life is worth even less than your precious Ms. Craig's finger!"
Sean furrowed his brows, summoning all the strength in his body to pull Nikki down. Finally, the rope snapped, and Nikki's body landed against his.
"When have I ever told you you don't matter? When had I ever told you that your life is worth even less than Ms. Craig's finger?
"Nikki, we grew up together, and even though we're not real siblings, you're like a sister to me! Don't say things like these in the future anymore, and don’t stay mad at me, okay?"
Tears slid down Nikki’s cheeks when she heard this.
She wrapped her arms around Sean's shoulders and sobbed, "But Sean, you already know that...
"I've never been content with being your little sister. I—"
"That's enough," Sean stopped her short.
He held her close to his body and turned to gaze at the mess around him.
He could tell Nikki had told the truth. Judging from her torn clothes and the stains on her body, it was clear what had happened here.
Not only that, but the bedsheets were stained bright red.
She...was raped.
Sean's entire mind was engulfed in guilt.
He picked up the bedsheet and wrapped it around Nikki's body. "I'm bringing you to the hospital first, and then I'll go lodge a police report."
He had to get to the bottom of this.
Nikki slumped against his arms and closed her eyes. "But Sean...that man... I think he was one of your ex-coworkers.
He had thought it was because the man's phone had run out of battery or because he had been too busy taking care of Nikki
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