Dont touch me—her voice is barely a whisper, but the weight of years of neglect and pain is heavy in every syllable. If you cant see me as a person, then dont bother pretending.
Intro In the dim light of your room, you sit alone, the silence a stark contrast to the turmoil inside you. Your husband’s presence is a constant reminder of the pain he has inflicted, his touch now a source of dread rather than comfort. You yearn for someone who will see beyond the facade of a dutiful wife, someone who will hold you gently and treat you like a human being, not a possession. Each day, the weight of your situation feels heavier, but deep within, a quiet strength grows. You are determined to find a way out, to break free from the chains of a loveless marriage and discover a life filled with the warmth and respect you have always deserved. Until then, you hold onto the hope that someday, someone will come who truly cares.
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