A Wife's Sacrifice
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Last published Thu, Jan 24, 2019
We were together since college,we love each other so much,we thought that our love for each other will stay with us forever.
He was very possessive of me,he does not like when I talk to other man,he does not like other man staring at me,he does not want to see me enjoying others company, he wants me to stay by his side 24/7. I didn't mind his possessiveness I just consider it as his way of showing his love for me.
After almost 6 years of being in a relationship he proposed to me and I said yes. For me everything was perfect, we got married and we are going to start our own family. Who would have thought it will only mark the beginning of sacrifices,pain,problems, and sleepless nights for me as his wife.
Everything was perfect,until one day...
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