An Infinite Love

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as glossy, moisturized from head to toe, almost patent, but I was ready to glisten from the glow of the orgasms he used to give me. I was ready for the lace to be ripped off

ng to happen-and de

uble doors of the house we built together, his eyes dark with the same hunger he used to have for me. I pictured him lifting me off m

f our marital bed in the dark of night. The house was still, save for the sound that ulti

ic sticking to the heated skin that was still embarrassingly

prise, but it still chipped at m

he was

promised m

ne else every night and expected

red her lips like they were oxygen and he was suffocating. She clung to him with desp

utching my robe tighter, waiting, hoping he w

the pain I had anesthetized for so long fin

ing as he trailed kisses do

e moaned, almost embarrassed but t

ked over his shoulder at me, as if I were no

inctively covering my chest with the tiny silk ma

said casually, like he was apologizing for stepping on my foot, "I

t?" I felt my voice break, the words tumbli

would somehow tether me back to him. "Baby, we-we spoke about this. You said you were o

here

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gu

n that he wield

t was m

or thinking this

ent that broke me piece by piece. I agreed because the alternative-losing him-seemed worse. But now

s into my soul. I couldn't let her se

fled to our room and sla

od, my knees giving out

ead softly against the door with each word. My sobs were so violent tha

toward me, then a single heavy thump as

oor, please, beaut

singl

nravel me

uti

tiful. He whispered it into the darkness when I cried about my body. He murmured it into my

and desperation to sound almost convincing, I

gainst the door, my tea

voice cracking. "You know I love you more than anythi

es shut, letting

me still wante

or open, leap into his arms, and forget

that was growing louder and

ain tangled together so tightly I couldn't

Listening to him breathing heav

o forgive him li

e to choose h

ai

e first time, I did