The Unchosen Wife

As I began to disrobe, undressing myself in front of him, his attention was solely focused on me. A smirk formed on his lips as he took a sip of his Tequila. His eyes roamed freely over.

I hope he finally realizes my worth and values the love I have for him. I am determined to fulfill his desires and ensure his satisfaction as his devoted wife. Despite lacking experience in such matters, I am willing to go to great lengths to establish a deep connection with him. I yearn for the opportunity to prove myself and fervently hope he gives me the chance I deserve.

As I look at him, I can sense his disdain overwhelming him. His scrunching eyes and tight-lipped mouth reveal his feelings of disgust. Even his body seems to tense up, as if recoiling from something truly repulsive. I can almost imagine the waves of revulsion radiating from him, as though daring anyone to come near. It's a look that sends a shiver down my spine, making me wonder what could have possibly earned such a reaction from him.

As I moved quickly toward him, my heart pounded in my chest, not just in a blink of an eye, he also grabbed my neck and throw me to the ground. Sa takot ko, di ako umimik ng ilang segundo. I am choking, can't even barely take a breathe and move. I wanna cry but walang lumalabas na luha sa mga mata ko. Probably because my tears seem to have dried up from constant crying. It's frustrating to want to release the emotions through tears, but they just won't come.

"You wish, bitch. You're not even appetizing. You're a boring filthy whore." It was in that moment that I became aware of the utter embarrassment of my situation. He let go of my neck and walked away. I coughed, running out of breathe. I slowly get my clothes and cover my body. I failed. Humagolgol na lang ako sa pag-iyak.

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