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He was exactly what his reputation claimed. I thought he might be different. I was so wrong. My mistake, I guess. He took too much. He took my innocence, my happiness, my trust; he stole everything without my consent. It's my fault though, I was so naive, too naive to know better, I should have known better. I put myself in his dangerous hands. I walked right into his trap. I won't make this mistake again, I promise. I should have saw this coming, I should have followed my instincts, they told me to run, I didn't listen. He knew what he was doing, I didn't know until the next morning. I was so wrong to trust him, but his smile made is so easy. I didn't know how wrong I was, how dangerous he was, until the next morning after I woke up from being unconscious.

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