I am not a victim. At least that’s what I wanted to believe. What I wanted the world to see. Five years of trying to find the girl I hid from the world. I wouldn’t let the bullies win. I couldn’t. What was I supposed to do when he walked into the building? He’d made my high school years a living hell. But, he doesn’t recognize me. How do I prove he didn’t break me? Simple, take him home for a one-night stand. At least it sounded like a good idea at the time.