[That is crazy!] Thomas mentally exclaimed after giving her words two or three seconds to properly sink into his mind. [Alright. I have heard that word a thousand times or probably a million and most of the time, the victims were women. Now, she's telling me she raped me? Just how much does she hate the idea of us being together to even make this dumbest joke ever?]
"What now?!" Monet snapped with those glares containing sharp daggers. "There. I've said it. Have you come to realize what kind of woman I am? Good. Then, leave me alone and don't show up in front of me anymore. I feel worse when I'm with you!"
"That...I...- "
"Just go away! Why can't you just - "
"Have you ever thought that I may have allowed such a thing to happen?"
"That's impossible!" She shouted with so much anger that she thought she would explode. "Don't try to make an excuse for me. If you were really aware of what happened, you would have confronted me about it a long time ago."
