I was still a virgin at 22, and my mother always warned me, “Never be left alone with your grandmother’s husband.” I thought that he just didn’t like Wayne… until the night Grandma left town, Wayne came back drunk, walked into my room, locked the door and said, “Tonight you’re mine.”

Wayne cerró los ojos.

—Lo sé.

En ese preciso instante, un fuerte golpe llegó desde abajo.

Sonaba como si alguien estuviera golpeando la puerta principal.

Di un salto.

Wayne se giró de inmediato hacia el ruido.

Entonces una voz masculina gritó desde fuera:

—¡Emily!

La reconocí.

Jason.

Mi exnovio.

 

We had broken two weeks before.

Jason knew I’d never been with a man.

Y aquello se había convertido en uno de los mayores problemas de nuestra relación.

For months I had pushed myself.

He kept saying that if I really loved him, he should “prove it to him.”

Every time I refused, she was angry.

Then he started insulting me.

 

Then to threaten to leave me for someone else.

Finally, two weeks earlier, I finished the relationship.

I looked at Wayne.

What are you doing here?

Wayne answered quietly:

That’s why I locked the door.

I stared at it.

What?

He pulled out his phone and showed me the screen.

Jason had called him about an hour earlier.

There were also messages.

**I know Margaret’s not home.**

**I’m going to go get Emily.**

**This time he’s going to talk to me or not.**

I felt my stomach sink.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

Wayne looked at me.

Because I knew you’d say you could handle it by yourself.

Another heavy blow came from below.

Wayne opened my closet.

For a scary second, my imagination got out of control again.

But he got something he didn’t expect.

My suitcase.

It was already done.

What is that?

“Your grandmother asked me to take you to your mother’s house if Jason came back.

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I looked at him.

Did Grandma know?

“I knew everything.

A few days before he had cried in front of Grandma and told her about Jason.

I thought I had just listened and then forgotten.

I hadn’t forgotten.

Before leaving town, Grandma had told Wayne:

If that kid comes back, don’t leave Emily alone with him.

I looked at Wayne.

“Then why did you say, ‘Tonight you are mine’?

For the first time, he seemed really embarrassed.

“Because I’m an old drunken idiot who chose the worst possible words.

In spite of everything, I missed a nervous laugh.

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