Reclaiming Her Heart

At the hospital, Mia kept having the same nightmare on repeat.

She dreamt of the dude who had pinned her down, sneering at her, his words cutting deep.

"You're from the Montague family, right? I've seen you before. You're really beautiful. Pretty girl, running around here comes with a price." This was a real scene from that time. Mia had just bolted out of the storage room when she ran into this guy.

She hadn't expected him to know she was from the Montague family.

She thought she'd be safe hiding among the hostages, but one of the kidnappers knew who she was.

She turned pale with fear, and in that moment, a dark thought sprouted in her mind.

When faced with life and death, everyone is despicable. She hoped Selena would suddenly appear, kill the guy, and save her.

But the reality was, Selena wasn't there.

The guy's gun was already aimed at her chest, and he was about to pull the trigger without a second thought.

A strong survival instinct kicked in. She remembered how Selena had just seduced another guy, so she dropped to her knees.

High and mighty Mia had never experienced such humiliation.

If someone had told her before that she would do such a thing to stay alive, she wouldn't have believed it.

Back then, her understanding of the world came from textbooks, but when the cruel reality of the world was laid bare before her, she realized she was no different from those who cling to life out of fear of death. She feared pain, feared death, and wanted to live.

So, in front of the guy, she started taking off her clothes, piece by piece.

The guy's hand on the trigger indeed stopped. He watched her undress with great interest.

He got excited and, without hesitation, pushed a few tables together and roughly had sex with Mia.

Mia kept crying, but the more she cried, the more excited the guy became.

Mia cried not just from the pain, but from the shame. How could she do such a thing just to stay alive? It was filthy.

She didn't want to face this side of herself, and the darkness of human nature erupted at that moment.

When Raymond burst in, Mia's mind went blank. She feared that the Raymond she had always respected would look down on her for her means of survival, so she instantly found a perfect excuse for herself. It was all Selena's fault. If Selena hadn't pulled her out from the hostages, the kidnappers wouldn't have noticed her.

If Selena had been willing to take her along, she wouldn't have been raped.

It was all because of Selena.

And she was just the perfect victim.

With this excuse, she felt she could still live with dignity, so she hated Selena.

Even in her dreams, Mia hated Selena, muttering repeatedly, "I hate you. Selena, I hate you. It's all because of you that I became like this. I don't want to live anymore. I want to die." But the truth was, Mia wanted to live more than anyone else.

The people by her bedside were Grace and Catherine.

Grace had long known that this matter was related to Selena, but Catherine had just arrived and quickly asked, "What happened? What does this have to do with Selena?" "We'll have to wait until Mia wakes up to find out," Grace said.

The next morning, Mia woke up.

When she saw Grace, her eyes immediately reddened. "Auntie," she called out.

Grace helped her up and gently hugged her. "Mia, what happened? You kept calling Selena's name in your sleep. Does this have something to do with Selena?"

Mia's eyelashes trembled, but she had to continue this lie and make Selena herself feel guilty.

As long as she was the perfect victim, no one could blame her for anything.

Mia was a bit surprised at herself, wondering how she had become like this.

But those who hadn't experienced that moment had no right to judge her. Human nature is selfish.

Besides, who told Selena to leave her behind?

Why wasn't it Selena who got raped!?