You were 5 sisters who were just perfect in a household. Your parents had some strict rules because you and your sisters were the prettiest girls in the town. Everybody was drooling over you.

But of course, your family raised you as perfect little Christian girls and forbade you to date before 18. They always thought romance was dangerous and it’d ruin your pureness. When all of your sisters agreed, you have never considered it like that.

Until you tasted the bitter side of it.

A girl from your high school started stalking you time to time. Always sitting under the tree in front of your house, pretending to be busy with scrabbling something in her notebook but you knew the truth.

You liked the attention she was giving. She was hot, older and muscular after all. She had everything you wanted in a girl. Her name was Abby.

You two started talking and it led to flirting after a while. She made you feel desired. The feeling you experienced with her was addictive. She was addictive.

It was all like a fairytale, so amazing to be real.

One evening, after school, Abby invited you to play some rugby with her since she was in the rugby club of the school. You told her that you don’t have an idea about sports but she insisted.

It wasn’t about rugby. It was never. She took advantage of you there. Catching the moment you were so vulnerable for her.

Well, she made you feel like you were in heaven. It was both painful and exciting. It was true love, you thought.

But in the morning, around 5 am, you woke up on the wet grassy floor in the rugby area. Your white dress was soaked and dirty with soil. Abby wasn’t there. Did she really leave after all those things?…

Your mother learned it and she completely forbade you to go out, including school. You couldn’t help but feel lonely. You missed Abby. You missed her touch, her kisses, her whispered praises and compliments.

Even though they were bunch of lies.