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and a fractured ulna. I was barely a woman, and he had enjoyed the first peeks at me. It wouldn’t surprise me if he was the real reason I got my pubic hair removed. He was that demented and had that much control over my parents, which I never understood.
    He reached out and touched my arm . “Does it hurt?” He used his fingers to trace the bone. He flipped my forearm and continued feeling, thoroughly inspecting the swollen, bruised area.
    “No, it doesn’t hurt.” 
    He pinched it roughly and laughed. “Make a fist and stick it straight out.”  I did as I was told, keeping my breathing slow, even though I was terrified when his hands were on me. He stepped back from me toward the door again. “Thomas will be happy to see you. I will call him to have him pick you up. His mother will get the wedding plans going, so expect a phone call from her. I don’t know if you know this, but I had an arranged marriage. I wanted to do the same for my son. Your father didn’t agree right away, but eventually, he came around. You are perfection, Katarina, bred with beauty and brains. I was hoping for you and Thomas to be married by now, but we’ll correct that and get you both together.”
    He w as clicking his pen as he rattled on, so I focused on that. His voice was driving me insane; like a demon in a scary movie, his voice was haunting. I tried to put my protective shield around my ears, desperately wanting to block out the wicked voice. I counted seventy-two clicks of the pen before he stopped talking and silence took over the room. He spoke again from his ogling spot at the door. “Oh, I have a nurse practitioner coming in to make sure we don’t have to take care of any pregnancies. I was told you no longer have your virginity, that you have been…active.” His voice was clearly angry, and he began clicking the pen again. I didn’t respond, and I think he enjoyed that. His villainous chuckle led me to believe he was freaking proud of the control he had over every aspect of my life. I think he took my silence as regret or embarrassment, but he was mistaken. I would never lift my head and tell him that, but I loved my sex life with Jason. “Do you have anything to tell me before I leave?”
    I responded quickly , hoping to forgo the lady part investigation. “No, I am not pregnant. I’m on my period.”
    I heard his body shift against the door. “I will tell the nurse.” Then, he left.
    Relief fell like a warm blanket over my trembling body , and I picked up my clothes, setting them on my lap. I squeezed my eyes shut, hating myself for submitting without a fight and letting him treat me so disrespectfully. I waited for a few moments before the door burst open again. It was a female wearing dark maroon scrubs and gray tennis shoes. “Lie on the table.” Her voice was firm, authoritative. I knew she wasn’t my mother, but she sure sounded like her. I set the clothes back on the chair and gave in to her orders.
    She was very thorough , removing my tampon before she started her exam. She talked to me the entire time about how long she knew my mother and father, and how much she idolized them. She asked me about birth control, but I didn’t talk; I couldn’t. I focused on numbers, and when I ran out of addresses to remember, I started multiplying things. I knew she didn’t really need me to talk; anything I had to say wouldn’t change her opinion of me, and honestly, I couldn’t care less what she thought. She left for a brief moment when I was still naked on the table, and then returned. She ordered me off the table and took three vials of blood, and then gave me a shot of something. I waited until she told me it was okay to get dressed, and then I focused on that.
    “I need to give you that shot every twelve weeks , and you shouldn’t have unprotected sex for five days. Do you understand?” I ignored the acid dripping from her voice. She wasn’t going to get any emotion from me. When I was dressed, I