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I've always hated it when we fought.

My husband Ricky and I were fighting again. All

because of the same old, stupid reasons. He's really

protective of me. But sometimes I wonder, is he

really? Or just selfish?

Earlier, he had said that I wasn't being careful of

my body again. I've always tried my best to be what

he wants me to be. What else could he want from

me?

We're newlyweds, but we've always fought over

this.

"I'm trying my best, honey. Things just happen!" I

told Ricky as he drove the two of us home after a

party.

"It wouldn't have happened if you were more

watchful of yourself. Why did you have to talk to

that guy for a long time, anyway? Fucking pervert,"

he replied.

"It was an accident, okay? He didn't mean to do

that," I said.

"Why are you on his side anyway? I bet you did it

on purpose. You liked it, didn't you?"

Anger rushed into me. I felt like I was going to

explode with so much rage. "Do not ever accuse me

of that, you jerk! I didn't do it on purpose, and I

never liked it! I'm not on his side. I'm on my side!

What are you gonna do now, huh? Leave me? Hurt

me?"

"I'm not gonna hurt you. Never. I promised you that.

I -"

"Then what? You're gonna hurt him? Why didn't

you? You had the whole fucking party with you. If

you're so mad at him, why didn't you hit him? Did

you chicken out? Tell me!"

Ricky was silent. Maybe this time he got my point.

"Look, Mandy," he said. "I didn't mean to hurt you

or accuse you. I just wanted you to get my -"

"You want me to get your point? I do. I always do.

What about mine, Ricky? What about me? You never

listen to me. You always just listen to yourself.

Always you. You, you, you. You always get your way

with me. lt's okay. But could you please listen to

me for just one time? No, you can't. Because you're

selfish!"

Ricky was speechless. I was left speechless too. I

felt sorry for the both of us. Maybe I was too

offensive.

Maybe I was. He stopped the car in the middle of

the road. We had to go through a dirt track in the

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