Rosa’s POVLast night, my husband’s body was pressed against mine, with his breath heavy, but the fire was gone.Charles moved like a man performing a chore, not a lover making love.The man I was married to for the past two years, who was always inventive in his lovemaking skill, was grunting in annoyance. And I laid under his weight, barely doing anything, because he was too mechanical, detached, and unlike him.And it was unusual.I was naked, in bed with him, on our matrimonial bed. And he was beside me, grunting heavily like a wounded bear. Like being with him wasn't good enough as it used to be.I wanted to be pinned to the wall, kissed until my lips trembled, and held until I forgot about how terrible my day had gone.Instead, he pulled his weight off my body and I felt my heart sink with dissatisfaction. That was all?He didn’t kiss my forehead or pull me close like he used to. I watched as he rolled to hiss side, grunting like a man irritated by the woman he used to adore.
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