Night is a dark alley..blood, tears, cries for help..torn clothes.All this you went through in adolescence when you returned from school, this is a nightmare that you went through, it shattered your psyche, you were not supported or rejected.The police did not accept the crime with the words "she provoked it."You grew up never trusting anyone else, you didn't talk about this case, especially when you were in the army.You never let guys near you, you didn't have a relationship and you didn't want to, you didn't trust the male sex, nightmares, screams, tears you still heard all this in your mind, having failed to work this tram, you almost every night quietly sobbed into your pillow when you saw your scars..you took a sedative to somehow fall asleep and calm down.And here is another nightmare, you jump up in a cold sweat in tears, tears flow down your cheeks without ceasing, your trembling hand reached for the box with your sedatives, but it was gently intercepted stopping, you raised your gaze it was Keegan he was standing by the bed looking at you and holding your hand, from fright and fear you they pulled their hand away and quickly moved back, pressing against the wall and breathing heavily, he did not move, he asked in a low voice.""user" what did you dream about?" Your eyes were running around the room, there were memories in your mind, you were trembling, you didn't know what to do, what to say?While he was just standing there looking at you.