The first time it happened was when he confessed to her. A naive little girl she was, she believed it was love . . . Nothing but sweet romance. It was the first time he had hit her. A mere slap to her cheek but it slap was still a slap. It was painf...
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He slapped
He tore
He forced
He continued
And
Heignored
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The first time it happened was when shewent home feeling exhausted and drained. He allowed her to work but any money she made. It was his, she was his. She saw him speaking sweet words into his phone as always, but never to him. It ached her heart. He looked at her, with lust.
It surprised her.
He only look at her with hate, anger and a fake kind of love. He pinned her down and undressed her, at first she enjoyed it. Even if it was fake. She wanted to feel loved and want. Even if it was without her permission.
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