Love Stuck Within
- LECTURAS 36
- Votos 5
- Partes 7
All my life, I've been taught on how to be a good wife in the future.I got married and had a happy life, only to find out that what I thought was a good loving husband,was actually a conniving liar, time didn't want to heal my wounds,so I had to make a change, I had to leave this toxic marriage, but I couldn't let my child grow without a father. With confusion and more confessions from my husband, I find myself between a rock and a hard place,what brought tears to my eyes when Dawn broke eventually brought me pleasure , I found myself bound to this new side of my mysterious husband.
Follow me,Rona Thabeli, as I learn to love what I had to despise,as I cherish,what I thought was a terrible mistake. Losing myself in the process,I regain my strength as my husband learns to love me like he had to.
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