Today I raped Justine

OK not really. And for those new to my blog Justine is a character in a novel I am writing.
But I feel as if I have hurt her.
I wrote a scene a few days ago. It was an argument between Justine and her first lover.
The scene is from a period in Justine’s life before the events in the novel Justine take place. So the scene will never see the light of day.
It starts with Justine telling her lover “You don’t love me, you just love the things you do to me.” and ends with her lover tearing her apart emotionally and leaving her slumped on the ground crying her eyes out. There was no actually physical violence in the scene, but the emotional intensity cut straight to my own heart.
Even though it is just a fictional exchange between fictional characters, and I am writing, actually creating the story, it still left me a little shaken.
I haven’t written anything, fiction wise, for the past few days.