Unwanted Wife, Unseen Torment

road sent a fresh wave of pain through my battered body. I clutched the single plan

h age and regret, but his eyes were still sharp. He looked at me, at the b

voice thick with emotion

d over to me, his ste

ied him, you could heal him. I thought your love would be enough to pull him out of the darkn

n festering for years. For the first time, so

w I had left began

I whispered, the name feeling f

into this. I saw a good, kind girl, and I sacrificed yo

he large window overlooki

ce soft. "Anything. A house, money... name it

uldn' t erase the scars. A house co

managed to salvage from my room. It was em

oice surprisingly steady. "I just want to be fre

s so simple, yet it felt like asking for the

e of pain crossed his features. He understood. He

nged everything. A new identity, a place to live oversea

ced a path down h

e free. Find your

my knees. I nodded, unable to speak. I turned and

h Liam, the house that had been my prison, it

chaise, filing her nails

," she drawled, not even bothering to loo

ead, her eyes scanning m

e. He really did a num

ict maximum pain. It was a familiar ta

d so many ways to torture me, and Maya had always been an enthusiastic participant. The constant humilia

was just backgr

t was the plane ticket

ee

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