She was numb. She couldn’t feel anything anymore. No, that was a lie. She felt everything, torn apart inside, and in so much pain she had shut down. She heard him moving about behind her, but she didn’t care. Nothing mattered anymore.

It had started with an online flirtation. He was just a random horny guy helping her get off. But afterward, he had kept chatting with her. It was nice and he made her feel special. He had pushed her buttons so expertly. That had been a month ago.

She had started crushing on him hard. Every night she would head into chat, excited, not only wet for him but desperate for him mentally. He wasn’t like the men she knew. He was so much more. The crush developed and intensified until it became an obsession. Soon, she was texting him late into the night and ignoring her studies. All that mattered was him. When he asked her to go to the bathroom at college and masturbate and send him pictures, she happily did.