'Please stop' her cries towards her husband's brutal actions carried through the openness of the empty car park. Her tight fitting white dress torn by his musclar physique. The enforcement to take what was rightfully his performed an in-appropriate act upon the coldness of the ground.
A river of tears gathered within her eyes as her husband zipped himself away. His grey shirt hanging loosely. He gazed at his newly-wed as she curled into a ball. Her sniffles carrying the fear as she glanced back at his smug grin.
They'd only been together for three months and she was carried away by his promises of a rich and wonderful life. She agreed to marry the swine. It only took two whole days of married bliss to ermerge the beast within him. She actually believed in him, and believed she loved him. But as her eyes focused upon his shuddering shoulders from his laughter, she dwelled upon illict thoughts. She would get revenge. Play along with what he wants, and then POW!
But what would she do? How would she do it? It would take time, meaning more abuse, more heart ache and more bruises to add to her growing collection...
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