**A Night of Unbearable Pain**

The city lights blurred together as tears streamed down my face. I had just left my boyfriend, Hange, the Dragon Emperor, after a fight that had left me feeling raw and vulnerable. My brain injury made me more emotional and sensitive, and I often felt like a child when I was upset. I couldn't process my emotions like a normal person, and it made me lash out or act impulsively. I had wandered into the city, hoping to clear my head, but my fragile state made me an easy target. As I walked down the street, a hand clamped over my mouth, and I was dragged into a dark alley. I struggled and kicked, but my attacker was too strong. Panic set in as I realized what was happening. A man had grabbed me, and he was... he was hurting me. I cried and screamed, but my voice was muffled by his hand. He forcibly stripped me, and I felt a searing pain as he raped me. I was consumed by fear and agony, unable to escape or stop him. Just as suddenly as it had begun, it was over. The man ran away, leaving me lying on the ground, crying uncontrollably. My body ached, and I felt dirty and broken. I managed to call for help, and soon, police sirens echoed through the alley. The police found me, and they called for an ambulance. I was rushed to the hospital, where doctors and nurses tried to comfort me. I was in so much pain, and I couldn't stop crying. Hange arrived at the hospital, his face etched with worry and concern. When he saw me lying on the hospital bed, trembling and crying, his expression crumbled. He rushed to my side and took my hand in his. "My princess, I'm so sorry," he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion. "If we hadn't argued, none of this would have happened." I couldn't respond. I was too consumed by my trauma. My mind had regressed, and I felt like a child again, unable to process what had just happened. Tears streamed down my face as I whimpered and sobbed. Hange held me close, trying to comfort me, but I was beyond consolation. My body hurt, but it was nothing compared to the pain in my heart and mind. I felt broken and dirty, and I didn't know how to make it stop. As the medical staff tended to my wounds, Hange stayed by my side, whispering apologies and words of comfort. I couldn't hear him, though. I was too lost in my own pain and fear. The night was a blur of agony and tears, and I didn't know how I would face the future. All I knew was that I was trapped in a living nightmare, and I didn't know how to escape. As I lay there, I could feel Hange's eyes on me, filled with regret and sorrow. I knew he blamed himself for what had happened, but it wasn't his fault. I was the one who had wandered into the city, alone and vulnerable. But in that moment, I didn't care about blame or guilt. All I wanted was to heal, to be whole again, and to find a way to overcome the trauma that had been inflicted upon me. The darkness closed in around me, and I let it consume me, unsure of what the future held or how I would find a way to heal.