Badwife Stories

two lovers discuss their hobbies which overlap greatly

I sat in the sand as the waves brushed my toes. I sipped my coffee as I looked up at this man I knew more than my own husband. As the sun rose we laughed and joked about the little things. But it was soon I had to go back to my reality. Back to my husband that I dreaded so much. He was no longer the man I fell for. Nor the man I wanted to be with. I was now known, as the bad Wife.

The life of Ekim, a 19-year-old girl who is in a forced marriage