trapped love prisoner love

Preface

The first time I ran away, he beat me hard.

The second time he ran away, he knew that I was looking for him, and he directly broke one of my legs.

The third time he ran away, and the last time, he raped me in front of the person I loved the most.

Looking at the huge French windows, I couldn't see my future.

"What are you thinking?" The hands of the person behind me wrapped their arms around me.

"Don't touch me." The hands around me increased their strength.

"I said, don't try to do anything to anger me."

Looking at the hand with the cane, what else can I do now?Even he doesn't want me anymore.