The story opens to reveal Valencia in her silk peach-colored sleeping gown. Her hair, tousled and messy still laid on her pillow. The blanket was pulled down to her waist. The dress she had one was raised all the way to the upper part of her thighs, very close to her waist, her lacy red underwear peaked slightly from it.Valencia rubbed her eyes gently as if trying to push the sleepy feeling away. She looked upward towards the ceiling, an unreadable look laid on her face. With a sad sigh she turned over to her side, to her husband who was laying next to her. The look of utter disgust spread across her face. She watched him, watched his chest rise and fall with every breath. He looked happy, a content look laid on his face.She wondered what it would feel like for the look on his face to disappear into nothing but a blank stony stare, for his rise and fall of his chest to cease, for the lively flush of his skin to morph into the pale coldness meant for bodies in th
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