I cupped her face. "Smile." When she realized that I was dead serious, she tried her best to form a smile. "You have an alluring smile." I ran my thumb along her lower lip. "But do you know what's more beautiful than that?" I tilted my head observing her defiant expression before I said, "Your tears." . . . / what if falling in love with the abuser was never an option / . . . trigger warning: SA ( and no description, normalization, justification or glorification of it )