“Unraveling the Threads of Destiny: What Happens When the Past Repeats It’s Darkest Secrets in Hayley Notter’s ‘Again’?”
I stared up at the fourth photo: Robert and Kaitlyn.
Robert thrust his fingers inside me, and I cried out.
Kaitlyn was framed in silver and gleaming in the low light. She smiled at me, the kind of girl who didn’t need makeup to be beautiful. I imagined she had a wonderful laugh; the kind of laugh guys would fight for. But of course, I didn’t know this because Robert had never let me meet her. Although one year, I helped him pick out an ugly pair of opal earrings to give her for Christmas.
I squeezed my eyes shut, my breathing picking up, not because of Robert’s eager licks, but because the longer I stared at Kaitlyn, the more clearly I saw my mother sitting in the study with the lights off. I pulled Robert up, pretending I was overwhelmed with the need to kiss him. The choked sobs of my mother were growing louder, and I needed to know I could control something.
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