C65 Did you sleep with him?

"Did you sleep with him?" Mom shouted, her voice echoing through the kitchen. Before I could respond, she shoved me hard against the counter.

Pain shot through my elbow as it struck the marble edge. I winced, clutching it instinctively, but her fury only grew.

She grabbed my neck, her fingers digging in as she forced my face against the cold surface of the counter.

“This is all my fault