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Alicia

I lay on bed, tears dripping down my eyes, I could barely see his face because of how filled my eyes were. His emerald eyes shined and then darkened as I looked at him, like he could see my soul. I thrashed on the bed struggling to break free from him, was like I was fighting my demons, I can never get used to this, I can never get used to him. Right now I am scared beyond wits, my body is solely under his possession, I may be married to him but that didn’t mean I would willing give myself to him. No, I could never do that, he has me pinned underneath him, his knees stuck into the bed, I could feel a sink on each side, my legs are restricted from moving judging from the tiny space he left between his knees. He pulls something out, I can’t see it clearly until the droplets of tears fall from my eyes, he had picked up some cuffs from the understudy, I have never seen those in my life after occupying the room for three days. Being bored all day can make you notice even the little