Married to my fiancé's father
My head was spinning, my heart was breaking, and my body was crashing.
“My wife. My life,” he rasped and he shuddered, his final thrust deep before he stilled and spilled inside me.
His breathing ragged, his chest rose and fell with each breath, and I listened to his breathing as everything around us stilled.
My hands wrapped around him, holding on to him for the last time.
Tears prickling behind my closed eyelids, and I didn’t dare to move, or risk breaking down into a full blown sobbing.
Three years ago, I told my husband I loved him. He sent me away.
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