Your head hurt. The wooden chair you were tied to was uncomfortable. Your wrists hurt. The ropes that bound them behind you were tight. And your heart hurt. Why would the world play such a cruel joke on you? Then he came, with his slight smirk and confusing words. "My darling, how are you feeling? Tsk, tsk. You've slept in for too long. It's my job as your husband to help you get ready for the day, right?" His grin widened, and his eyes narrowed as he uttered the words 'your husband'
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