He Stood at Memory's End
When she married Harry Slate, she was 22 years old while he was 32.
During their three years of marriage, he showered her with endless tenderness and would give her anything she wanted. He said he could pick the stars for her if she wanted, even the moon if she so wished. He spoiled her like she was a precious treasure.
The only thing was that he had insatiable demands every night. He would chuckle and refuse to let her go, even when she cried and begged for mercy.
She knew Harry had a lot of money and a lot of love—and all of it belonged to her. The day her father passed away, she called him 99 times, yet he declined every single one.
The next second, she received a photo taken by her best friend.
[Celine, is this your man? I saw him hugging a woman on the streets of Palto.]
After tapping the photo and seeing the man and the woman, Celine Quest felt as though she had fallen into an icy abyss.
The man was Harry, and the woman was her aunt.