I Delivered My Rapist’s Pizza II: The Retakening
This time, she’s serving up more than steaming hot ‘za.
One evening in January 2022, I found myself face-to-face with the guy who poisoned my mind and set me down a path of self-destruction. He doesn’t deserve anonymity for what he did; but for the sake of being professional, we’re calling him Jake. I hadn’t seen his handsome, stupid face in…