Is It Still Rape If You Said Yes?

Navigating the blurry line of consent

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It was my choice to flirt back. My choice to go to his hotel room. My choice to stay in the room. So, why did I feel so sick when I crept along the deserted corridor back to my room?

What made me wash or dispose of everything I’d been wearing that night?

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