The morning after I was raped, I thought I could create another story.
The morning after I was raped, I made my rapist breakfast. Eggs, medium well; and toast, golden brown; and bacon, extra crispy. Just the way I liked it. The night before he hovered over me and said "So pretty." When I said "No," he said "Why not?" Why I asked why he was doing this, he said "You're just so beautiful." So the morning after, I made him breakfast.