Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

How could I have just done that? Why did I do it? He
didn’t force me. I could’ve run. I didn’t even think to say no. I
didn’t want to say no. It was like we were animals, for Christ’s
sake.
Red.
Anger, fury, heat, and need so strong you’re a fucking
animal, Winter. It’s primal.
So that was red. I’d wanted to do it. I loved the flames. I
had dived in.
But now, the pain of the burns.
I hated him.
“Hey,” I heard Alex as she closed the door. “We just saw
Damon. He said you were in here.” And then she touched my
arm, and I could hear the ice jingle in her drink. “Baby, I’m so
sorry we lost you. Are you okay? Shit.”
Judging from her reaction, I must look a sight. My makeup
was probably everywhere.
“It’s okay,” I mumbled. I couldn’t explain it right now.
“Are you okay?” she prodded again, probably just wanting
to know if I was hurt.
I just turned around. “Would you please refasten me?”
She let out a sigh, seeing clearly that my bra had been off.
“Did he hurt you?”
She tugged at me as she pulled the belt of the clasp tight
again, and I no longer had the energy to muster any tears.
“Not as much as I hurt myself,” I told her.