Chapter 1: The Last Cold NightRebecca lay on her back in the dark bedroom. Her husband Johnson moved on top of her with quick grunts. His body felt heavy and selfish. She tried to feel something. Anything. But there was only the usual emptiness. He pushed into her hard and fast. No kisses. No touches that made her wet or excited. Just rough thrusts that left her sore and dry."Come on, move with me," he muttered. His breath smelled of whiskey. "Stop acting like a dead fish."She tried to shift her hips. She wanted to please him. She always did. But her body would not respond. Three years of marriage and she still felt nothing. She was a virgin on their wedding night. She knew nothing about sex then. Johnson never taught her. He only complained."Fuck, you are so stiff," he said. He closed his eyes and thrust faster. "Rebecca? No. Sarah. Yes, like that, Sarah."The name hit her like a slap. Sarah. One of the women from his office. He always called other names when he was close. Never
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